HOW TO READ THE CHORD NOTATION When you figure it out, you will see how easy it is... here are some examples !

A slash shows where the end of a measure is, usually four beats.

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Each chord symbol represents one regular beat.

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A hyphen means that you repeat the previous chord; it also represents one regular beat.

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An "empty measure" between two slashes means to repeat the same set of chords in the previous measure (chords notated between previous set of slashes) An example is Dancing in the Street: D - - - / / D7 - - - / / = D D D D / D D D D / D7 D7 D7 D7 / D7 D7 D7 D7 /

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When there is a "xN" (x2, x4, etc.) between two slashes it means to repeat the previous amount of measures according to the number. An example is Heart of Gold: Em - C - / D - G - / x2 / = Em Em C C / D D G G / Em Em C C / D D G G /

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Two chords squeezed together represents that these chords are played twice as fast, or in triplet feel if three are put together. As the double (twice as fast) in I'll Cry Instead and the triplet (three times as fast) in Stormy Monday. I'll cry instead:

G - GC - /

Stormy:

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Am - - Am7B m7Bm7 /

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If at the end of a line of chords a (2x) or other multiple is given (Nx), then repeat the entire line of chords that amount of times. If this found inside the slashes, then repeat that measure that amount of times.

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A double slash represents the break between two sections of the song, usually the verse and chorus.

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If a single quotes is between two slashes / " / then use the corresponding measure in sequence from the line above. And if the quotes is followed by a 1st xN, / " 1st xN / then use the first number of measures from the line above or previous section. An example is A Day in a Life.

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"(Capo Nth Fret)" indicates that you will have to capo at that fret to keep in key with song. You may capo any piece to fit with your voice also...

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If no chords are given after the chorus, then the chorus uses the same chords as the verses. Also some songs will identify that you repeat the same set of chords throughout the piece.

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Chords with a small slash and letter following them represent the bass notes played with that chord. See next example.

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A greater than symbol “>” indicates a descending bass run, likewise a less than symbol an ascending bass run. A descending example is Friend of the Devil.

G > - - / C > - - / = G G/F# G/E G/D / C C/B C/A C/G / !

When you see this symbol !

(the clef sign)

it represents that song has been charted in an easy to play key.

A capo notation will follow which brings it into the key of the original recording.

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Also, a musical note

" represents that the song key has been changed for easy sing or play.

A CHILD IN THESE HILLS Jackson Browne

I am a child in these hills I am away, I am alone I am a child in these hills I'm looking for water, and looking for life Who will show me the river and ask me my name Is there nobody here who can do that? D---/G-A-/D---/ /A---/ / D - - - / G - A - / x2 / x2 / x2 / D - - - / A - - - / G - - - / / D - - - / G - - - / A - - - // C:

Well I have come to these hills, I will come to the river, As I choose to be gone From the house of my father I am a child in these hills D - - - / As4 - A - / x2 / x2 / D - - - / G - - - / A - - - / D - Em - / G6 - A - / D - - - / //

B:

Chased from the gates of the city, Where no one had touched me I am away, I am alone I am a child in these hills I'm looking for water, and looking for life Who will show me the river and ask me my name Is there nobody here who can do that? b

B ---/ /F---/ /A---/ /G---/ / Bm - - - / / Em - - - / G - - - / D - Em - / G6 - A - / D - - - / / A - - - / G - - - / / D - - - / G - - - / A - - -// C:

Well I have come to these hills, I will come to the river, As I choose to be gone From the house of my father I am a child in these hills © 1972 Atlantic Records: on his "Saturate Before Using"

A DAY IN THE LIFE The Beatles (Paul McCartney)

V1:

I read the news today, oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph G - D/F# - / Em - D - / C - C/B / As2 - - - / G - D/F# - / Em - D - / C - F - / Em - - - / x2 //

V2:

He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the light had changed A crowd of people stood and stared They seen his face before Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords I saw a film today, oh boy The English army had just won the war A crowd of people turned away But I just had to look Having read the book G - D/F# - / Em - D - / C - C/B / As2 - - - / G - D/F# - / Em - D - / C - F - / Em - - - / C - - - // I'd love to turn you on... C - G - / D - A - / A - - - // go wild

B:

Woke up, got out of bed, Dragged a comb across my head Found my way downstairs and drank a cup, And looking up I noticed I was late Found my coat and grabbed my hat Made the bus in seconds flat Found my way upstairs and had a smoke And somebody spoke and I went into a dream E - - - / - - D - / - - / E - / D - E - / D - - - // (2x) ( C - - - / G - - - / D - - - / A - - - / x4 / C - C/B A // )

V2:

I read the news today, oh boy Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire And though the holes were rather small They had to count them all Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall I'd love to turn you on... © 1967 EMI Records: on their "Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band"

A MURDER OF ONE Counting Crows (Adam Duritz/Matt Malley/David Bryson)

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Blue morning Blue morning Wrapped in strands of fist and bone Curiosity, Kitten, doesn't have to mean you're on your own You can look outside your window He doesn't have to know We can talk awhile, baby We can take it nice and slow D---/ C:

/C---/

// (4x)

All your life is such a shame ... All your love is just a dream G---/

/C---/

// (4x)

Are you happy where you're sleeping? Does he keep you safe and warm? Does he tell you when you're sorry? Does he tell you when you're wrong? I've been watching you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone C:

All your life is such a shame ... All your love is just a dream

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I dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow Casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows One for sorrow Two for joy Three for girls and four for boys Five for silver Six for gold and Seven for a secret never to be told D---/

/C---/

/ x4 / D - - - /

/ Am - - - /

/ G/B - - - /

/C---/

There's a bird that nests inside you Sleeping underneath your skin When you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in C:

All your life is such a shame ... All your love is just a dream

T:

Open up your eyes, you can see the flames Of your wasted life, you should be ashamed You don't want to waste your life, baby You don't want to waste your life, darling (4x) I walk along the hillsides, in the summer 'neath the sunshine I am feathered by the moonlight falling down off me (4x) Change ... © 1993 Geffen Records: on their “August and Everything After”

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ACROSS THE GREAT DIVIDE Kate Wolf

I've been walkin' in my sleep Countin' troubles 'stead of countin' sheep Where the years went I can't say I just turned around and they've gone away A - - - / A - D - / A - - - / - - - > / F#m - - - / / D - - - / / A - - - / - - - > / F#m - - - / / D - - - / E - - - / A - - - / // I've been siftin' through the layers Of dusty books and faded papers They tell a story I used to know And it was one that happened so long ago C:

It's gone away in yesterday Now I find myself on the mountainside Where the rivers change direction Across the Great Divide A - - - / A - D - / A - - - / - - - > / F#m - - - / A - G#m - / F#m - - - / D - E - / A - - - / //

/D---/

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Now, I heard the owl a-callin' Softly as the night was fallin' With a question and I replied But he's gone across the borderline C:

He's gone away in yesterday Now I find myself on the mountainside Where the rivers change direction Across the Great Divide (Solo on verse) The finest hour that I have seen Is the one that comes between The edge of night and the break of day It's when the darkness rolls away

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And it's gone away in yesterday Now I find myself on the mountainside Where the rivers change direction Across the Great Divide

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And it's gone away in yesterday Now I find myself on the mountainside It's where the rivers change direction Across the Great Divide © 1981 Rhino Records/Another Sundown Publishing/Kate Wolf:: on her Close to You", and on Nanci Griffith "Other Voices, Other Rooms"

ACROSS THE UNIVERSE The Beatles (Lennon-McCartney)

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind Possessing and caressing me Jai guru deva om D - F#m - / Bm - - - / Em7 - - - / A - - - / x4 // D - - - / / A - - - / // C:

Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world A - Asus4 - / A7 - - - / G - - - / D - - - / x4 // Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes They call me on and on across the universe Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letterbox They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe Jai guru deva om

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Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Sounds of laughter shades of earth are Ringing through my open view inciting and inviting me Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns It calls me on and on across the universe Jai guru deva om

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Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Jai guru deva © 1970 EMI Records: on their "Let It Be", also on David Bowies "Young Americans"

AFTER THE GOLD RUSH Neil Young

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor coming, Sayin' something about a queen. There were peasants singin' and drummers drummin' And the archer split the tree. There was a fanfare blowin' to the sun That was floating on the breeze. Look at Mother Nature on the run in the 1970's. Look at Mother Nature on the run in the 1970's. D - - - / G - - - / x2 / D - - - / A- - - / G - - - / A - - - / Bm - - - / C - - - / G - - - / C - - - / / D - - - / A - - - / C - - - / G - - - / x4 // I was lyin' in a burned out basement With the full moon in my eyes. I was hopin' for replacement When the sun burst through the sky. There was a band playin' in my head And I felt like getting high. I was thinkin' about what a friend had said, I was hopin' it was a lie. Thinkin' about what a friend had said, I was hopin' it was a lie. Well, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flyin' In the yellow haze of the sun, There were children cryin' and colors flyin' All around the chosen ones All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun. Flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun. Flying Mother Nature's silver seed to a new home. © 1970 Warner Reprise Records:: on his “After the Gold Rush”

AIN'T NO SUNSHINE Bill Withers

( Am - - - / Em - G - / x2 //) Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, And she's always gone too long, Anytime she goes away. Am - - - / / / Em - G - / x4 / Am - - - / / E7 - - - / / D7 - - - / / ( Am - - - / Em - G - / x2 /) Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. There's only darkness everyday. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. This house just ain't a home, Anytime she goes away. I know, I know... (Ad lib) I oughtta leave the young thing alone, Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. Wonder this time where she's gone. Wonder if she's going to stay. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. And she's always gone too long, Anytime she goes away.

AIR Hair (w: Gerome Ragni & James Rado m: Galt MacDermot)

Welcome sulphur dioxide, Hello carbon monoxide The air, the air is everywhere Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep G - - - / - - C D / x2 / C - - - / D - - - / C - - - / G - - - / C - - - / - - D - // Bless you alcohol bloodstream, Save me nicotine lungsteen Incense, incense is in the air Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep Cataclysmic, cataplasm Fall out atomic orgasm Vapor and fume at the stone of my tomb Breathe like a solemn perfume Eating at the stone of my tomb G - - - / - - C D / x2 / C - - - / D - - - / x2 / x2 // Welcome sulphur dioxide, Hello carbon monoxide The air, the air is everywhere Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep © 1988, 1968 BMG Music/RCA: on the Original Broadway Cast recording of "Hair"

ALISON Elvis Costello

Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl And with the way you look, I understand that you are not impressed But I heard you let that little friend of mine Take off your party dress I'm not gonna get too sentimental Like those other sticky valentines, 'Cause I don't know if you are loving somebody I only know it isn't mine A - - - / E - - - / A - - - / G#m - C#m B / A - - - / G#m - C#m - / D - - - / Bsus4 - B - / A - - - / G#m - C#m B / A - - - / G#m - C#m B / A - - - / G#m - C#m - / D - - - / Bsus4 - B - // C:

Alison, I know this world is killing you Oh, Alison, my aim is true A - - - / E - - ^G#m / A ^C#m B ^F#m / G#m ^B C#m B / A - - - / E - - - / A - B - / E - - - / ( E - - - / //) Well, I see you got a husband now Did he leave your pretty fingers lying in the wedding cake? You used to hold him right in your hand I'll bet he took all he could take Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking When I hear the silly things that you say I think somebody better put out the big light ‘Cause I can't stand to see you that way

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Alison, I know this world is killing you Oh, Alison, my aim is true

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My aim is true My aim is true (...ad lib) A - B - / E - C#m - // (as needed) © 1977 RykoDisc / Elektra Records:: on his “My Aim is True”

ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER Bob Dylan

There must be some kind of way out of here Said the joker to the thief Too much confusion I can't get no relief Businessmen they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line Know what any of it's worth Am - - - / G - - - / F - - - / G - - - / (repeat continuously) No reason to get excited The thief he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who think that life is but a joke But you and I we've been through all that And this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now The hour is getting late (Solo) All along the watchtower The princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants too Outside in the distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl On his “John Wesley Harding” & "Greatest Hits Vol. 2", on Jimi Hendrix "Electric Ladyland" and on Michael Hedges "Watching My Life Go By"

ALL I WANT Joni Mitchell

( D - - Ds4(9) / D - C - / D - - Ds4(9) / D Em D C // (2x) ) I am on lonely road and I am traveling, traveling, traveling, traveling Looking for something, what can it be Oh, I hate you some and I hate you some, I love you some Oh, I love you when I forget about me D - - Ds4(9) / D - C - / Bm - - - / C:

/ C - - G / C A D - - / - - - - // (2x)

I wanna be strong, I want to laugh along I wanna belong to the living Alive, alive, I wanna get up and jive I wanna wreck my stockings in some jukebox dive Do you want, do you want, do you want to dance with me baby Do you want to take a chance On maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby, well come on... Bm - - - / A - - - / x2 / x2 / Bm - - - / D - - - / / A - - - / - - - < / C - - - / / G - - - / / A - - - / As4 - - - / Am7 - - - / // All I really, really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you too All I really, really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you

C:

I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you I wanna renew you again and again Applause, applause, life is our cause When I think of your kisses my mind see-saws Do you see, do you see, do you see how you hurt me baby So I hurt you too, then we both get so blue I am on a lonely road and I am traveling Looking for the key to set me free Oh, the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling, it's the unraveling And it undoes all the good that could be

C:

I want to have fun, I wanna shine like the sun Want to be the one that you want to see Want to knit you a sweater, wanna write you a love letter Wanna make you feel better, wanna make you feel free Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm... I want to make you feel free I want to make you feel free © 1971 Reprise:: on her "Blue"

ALL MY LOVING The Beatles (Lennon-McCartney)

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you. Tomorrow I'll miss you. Remember I'll always be true. And then while I'm away, I'll write home every day, And I'll send all my loving to you. F#m - - - / B - - - / E - - - / C#m - - - / A - - - / F#m - - - / D - - - / B - - - / F#m - - - / B - - - / E - - - / C#m - - - / A - - - / B - - - / E - - - / // I'll pretend that I'm kissing, The lips I am missing, And hope that my dreams will come true. And while I'm away, I'll write home every day, And I'll send all my loving to you. C:

All my loving, I will send to you. All my loving, darling I'll be true. C#m - - - / E - - - / C#m - - - / / E - - - / C#m - - - / E - - - / // Close your eyes and I'll kiss you. Tomorrow I'll miss you. Remember I'll always be true. And then while I'm away, I'll write home every day, And I'll send all my loving to you.

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All my loving, I will send to you. All my loving, darling I'll be true. All my loving, all my loving, oh... All my loving, I will send to you. C#m - - - / E - - - / C#m - - - / / E - - - / C#m - - - / E - - - / / # E - - - / / G#7 5 - - - / / E - - - / C#m - B - / E - - B / E - - - //

© 1963 EMI Records: on their "With the Beatles"

ALL SHOOK UP Elvis Presley

V1:

Well bless my soul what's wrong with me I met you like a man on a lover’s spree Friends say I'm acting white as a bug I'm in love, I'm all shook up B - - - (7x) / E - - - / F#7 - - - / B - - - / //

V2:

Well my hands are shaking and my knees are weak I can't seem to stand on my own two feet Who do you think would have such luck I'm in love, I'm all shook up

C1:

Well please don't ask me what's on my mind I am a little mixed up, but I feel fine When I meet a girl that I have wished My heart bears so, it scares me to death E - - - / / B - - - / / E - - - / / F# - - - / F#7 - - - //

V3:

When she touched my hand, what a chill I got My lips are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup I'm in love, I'm all shook up

C2:

My tongue gets tied when I try to speak My insides shake like a leaf on a tree There's only one cure for this body of mine That's to have that girl and her love so fine

V3:

When she touched my hand, what a chill I got My lips are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup I'm in love, I'm all shook up © 1988 BMG Music (Original recording 1957): on his compilation "50 Worldwide Gold Hits"

AMAZING GRACE Traditional

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind but now can see. C---/F-C-/----/G---/ C - - - / F - C - / C - G - / C - - - // T'was grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believed. The Lord has promised good to me His word my hope secures He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures Through many dangers, toils and snares, We have already come. 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. When we've been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise, Then we first begun. Amazing grace has set me free To touch, to taste, to feel The wonders of accepting Love Have made me whole and real Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I'm found Was blind but now can see. Traditional - w: John Newton (1725-1807); Newton was a captain of a slaveship who experienced a religious conversion en route to America, turned around his ship and returned to Africa freeing his human cargo. m: trad (in Virginia Harmony). The italic verse is by New York YM Quakers.:: On Judy Collins "Whales and Nightingales" & "Best of", on Pete Seeger & Arlo Guthrie "Precious Friend" & "Ritchie Family", on Willie Nelson "The Sound In Your Mind", on Stanley Bros "Uncloudy Day", on Bernice Reagon "Folk Songs of the South", and on J Ritchie & Doc Watson "At Folk City"

AMERICA Paul Simon

(Capo 2nd Fret) ( C > - - / F - - - / x2 //) V-A:

"Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And walked off to look for America C > - - / F - - - / C > Am - - - / Em - A - / Em - A - / DC G C>Am - // ( F - - - )

V-B:

"Kathy" I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh "Michigan seems like a dream to me now" It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw I've come to look for America C > - - / F - - - / C > Am - - - / G - - - / D G D Cmaj7 - C - //

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Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said "Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera" b

B - - - / C - - - / x2 / F - - - / C > - - // ( Fmaj7 - - - ) V-A:

"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat" "We smoked the last one an hour ago" So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field

V-B:

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, tho' I knew she was sleeping "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why" Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America © 1968 CBS Records: on his w/ Art Garfunkel "Bookends" and "Live Rhymin", also recorded by Yes on their “YesYears” compilation.

AMERICAN PIE Don McLean

V-a: A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside. the day the music died G > Em - / Am - C - / Em - - D / D - - - / G > Em - / Am - C - / Em - C - / D - - - / Em - Am - / / C > Am - / C - D - / G > Em - / Am7 - D - / G > Em - / C - D7 - / G - C - / G - - - //

C:

So, bye, bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing this will be the day that I die Singing this will be the day that I die G - C - / G - D - / x2 / x2 / Em - - - / A7 - - - / Em - - - / D7 - - - //

V-b: Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above if the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rock 'n' roll, can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well I know that you're in love with him, cause I saw you dancing in the gym You both kicked off your shoes then dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died G - - - / Am - - - / C - > - / Am - - - / Em - - - / D - - - / / G - D/F# - / Em - - - / Am7 - - - / C - - - / Em - - - / A7 - - - / D - - - / / Em - - - / D - - - / x2 / C - > - / A7 - - - / C - - - / D7 - - - / G - > - / Em - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / G - > - / Em - - - / C - - - / D7 - - - / G - C - / G - D - //

C:

I started singing bye, bye, ...

V-b: Now for ten years we've been on our own, moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you and me Oh and while the king was looking down the jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx the quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died

Continued next page ...

AMERICAN PIE - Page 2

C:

We were singing bye, bye, ...

V-b: Helter skelter in the summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass, the players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half time air was sweet perfume while the Sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance, oh but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field the marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died? C:

We were singing bye, bye, ...

V-b: And there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the devil’s only friend Oh and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died C:

He was singing bye, bye, ...

V-c: I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I'd heard the music years before but the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets the children screamed the lovers cried and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died G > Em / Am - C - / Em - - D / D - - - / G > Em G/B / Am G/B C - / Em - C - / D - - - /Em - Am - / / C > Am - / C - D - / G > Em G/B / C - D - / G > Em - / C - Am7 D7 / G - - - / G - D - // C:

We were singing bye, bye, ...

C:

We were singing bye, bye, ...

© 1971 Mayday Music & (P) 1990 Liberty Records:: on his "American Pie"

AMIE Pure Prairie League

I can see why you think you belong to me I never tried to make you think, or let you see one thing for yourself But now you're off with someone else, and I'm alone You see I thought that I might keep you for my own A - - - / G - D - / x2 / x2 / A - - - / / D - - - / / C - - - / / D - - - / / C - - - / / E - - - / Es4 - - - / C:

/ E - - - //

Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while, maybe longer, if I do A---/

/ G - - - / D - - - / x4 / Bm - - - /

/E---/

//

Don't you think the time is right for us to find, All the things we thought weren't proper could be right in time And can you see, which way we should turn together or alone? I can never see what is right or what is wrong (It would take too long to see) C:

Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while, maybe longer, if I do (Solo) - repeat Chorus Now it's come to what you want, you've had your way And all the things you thought before just faded into gray And can you see, that I don't know if it's you or if it's me If it's one of us I'm sure we both will see (Won't you look at me and tell me...)

C: C:

T:

Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while, maybe longer, if I do Amie, what you wanna do? I think I could stay with you, For a while, maybe longer, if I do I keep falling in and out of love with you I keep falling in and out of love with you Don't know what I'm gonna do I keep falling in and our of love with you A---/ A---/

/ G - - - / D - - - / x4 / x4 / /G---/ /F---/ /E---/

/ Aadd2 - - - //

ANCHORAGE Michelle Shocked

I took the time to write to my old friend I walked across the burning bridge I mailed my letter off to Dallas, but Her reply came from Anchorage, Alaska G - D/F# - / C - D - // (repeat throughout - except bridge) She said Hey girl it's about time you wrote It's been over two years now my old friend Take me back to the days of the foreign telegrams And the all night rock 'n rollin' hey Chel We was wild then C:

Hey Chel you know it's kinda funny Texas always seems so big But you know you're in the largest state in the union When you're anchored down in Anchorage Hey girl I think the last time I saw you Was on me and Leroy's wedding day What was the name of that love song you played I forgot how it goes, I don't recall how it goes

B:

+

( C - C/B - / Am - G < / x2 / C - C/B - / Am - - - //) Anchorage, anchored down in Anchorage Anchorage, anchored down in Anchorage Leroy got a better job so we moved Kevin lost a tooth, he's starting school I got a brand new eight-month-old baby girl I sound like a housewife I think I'm a housewife Hey girl what's it like to be in New York New York City, imagine that, tell me What's it like to be a skateboard punk rocker Leroy says send a picture Leroy says hello Leroy says keep on rocking girl Yeh keep on rocking

C:

Hey Chel you know it's kinda funny Texas always seems so big But you know you're in the largest state in the union When you're anchored down in Anchorage © 1988 Polygram Records: on her "Short Sharp Shocked"

ANGEL FROM MONTGOMERY John Prine

I am an old woman named after my mother My old man is another child that's grown old If dreams were lightning, thunder were desire This old house would have burnt down a long time ago G - - - / C - - - / x2 / x2 / D7 - - - / G - - - // (2x) C:

Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go G - - - / F - - - / C - - - / G - - - / x4 / x4 / C - - - / G - - - / D7 - - - / G - - - // When I was a young girl, well I had me a cowboy He weren't much to look at just a free rambling man But that was a long time and no matter how I try The years just flow by like a broken down dam

C:

Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today How the hell can a person go to work in the morning And come home in the ev'ning and have nothing to say

C:

Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry Make me a poster of an old rodeo Just give me one thing that I can hold on to To believe in this living is just a hard way to go

© 1971 Walden Music/Sour Grapes Music:: on his "John Prine", on John Denver "Farewell Andromeda", also recorded by Bonnie Raitt

ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? Richard Shindell

V1:

You took the toaster when you went, you never paid your half the rent You took the spices from the rack, but you don’t have to put them back ‘Cause in your haste on Halloween, you left your camera on the bed We played roles in black and white, you left the roll of black and white I set the timer, I thought of you, put the lens up to my head I took a photograph for you, what comes out grey is really red F---/ [1]

b

B ---/ C:

b

/ B maj7 - - - / /

/

/ x4 / F - - - /

/ Gm - - - /

/C---/

/C---/ / Gm - - - /

/ b

/B ---/

//

Are you happy now? Are you happy now? Are you happy now? b

F - - - / C - - - / Gm - - - / B - - - // (3x) ( F - - - / / C - - - / / / //) V2:

I smashed your pumpkin on the floor, the candle flickered at my feet As goblins flew across the moon, children peered into the room A cowboy shivered on the porch, and Cinderella checked her watch A hobo waited in the street, an angel whispered “trick or treat” But what was I supposed to do, but to sit there in the dark I was amazed, to think that you would take the candy with you too [2 & 3]

Gm - - - /

b

/B ---/

/ Gm - - - /

/C---/

/ Gm - - - /

b

/B ---/

//

C:

Are you happy now? Are you happy now? Are you happy now?

V3:

Sat all night, but now its gone, and I could not believe my eyes There’s garbage strewn across the lawn, where we once stared up at the sky Streams of paper filled the trees, that covered over you and me Shaving cream covers the car, that we picked up in Baltimore Though I know its hard to tell, I hope that, what’s his name treats you well I still maintain that he’s a bum, but its your money, have some fun

C:

Are you happy now? Are you happy now?

V4:

You always asked why I had not Written you a verse or two Since that’s the one thing I regret I dedicate this one to you [4]

Gm - - - / C: T:

/C---/

/ Gm - - - /

b

/B ---/

Are you happy now?

//

Are you happy now? Are you happy now? Are you happy now? Are you ... ? 8 1992 Shanachie Records:: on his Sparrows Point@

AVALON Roxy Music (Bryan Ferry)

Now the party's over I’m so tired Then I see you coming Out of nowhere Much communication In a motion Without conversation Or a notion E - - - / B - - - / A - - - / B - - - / x4 / x4 / x4 // C:

Avalon D - - - / D/C - - - / B - - - /

/ D - - - / D/C - - - / B - - - / F# - - - //

When the samba takes you Out of nowhere And the background's fading Out of focus Yes the picture's changing Every moment And your destination You don't know it C:

Avalon

B:

F# - - - / B - - - / x2 / x2 / x2 // When you bossanova There's no holding Would you have me dancing Out of nowhere

C:

Avalon...

T:

Avalon (Ad lib Solos - over verse) © 1982 Warner/EG/Reprise:: on their “Avalon”

BABY BLUES John Gorka

I woke up this morning And your baby blues was on my mind On my mind I woke up this morning And your baby blues was on my mind There's trouble in the kitchen Soon it will be lovin' time G---/

/

/

/C---/

/G---/

/D---/C---/G---/

Sister loves her honey Brother says the sun don't ever shine Ever shine Sister loves her honey Brother says the sun don't ever shine I'm in Pennsylvania Soon I will be doin' fine C:

I said oh lady reel I said oh lady moan How long's it been that you've been gone C---/

C:

/G---/

/D---/

/G---/

// (2x)

I said oh lady reel I said oh lady moan How long's it been that you've been gone Papa bought a pistol Said he's gonna lead a life of crime Life of crime Papa bought a pistol Said he's gonna lead a life of crime Momma took to cussin' Says she's gonna make him toe the line

C:

I said oh lady reel I said oh lady moan How long's it been that you've been gone

C:

I said oh lady reel I said oh lady moan How long's it been that you've been gone © 1992 Blues Palace Music/Windham Hill Records:: on his "Temporary Road"

//

BABY, I LOVE YOUR WAY Peter Frampton

I:

( G - - - / D/F# - - - / Em - - - /

/ C - - - / C/B - - - / Am - - - / D - - - //)

Shadows grow so long before my eyes And they're moving across the page Suddenly the day turns into night Far away from the city Well, don't hesitate, 'cause your love won't wait... G - - - / D/F# - - - / Em - - - / / C - - - / / F - - - - / Bm - - - / / E - - - / / Am - - - / / D - - - / // C:

/ x8 /

Ooo, baby, I love your way, everyday Gonna tell you I love your way, everyday Wanna be with you night and day G - - - / D/F# - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / x4 / x4 // (Intro) Moon appears to shine and light the skies With the help of some firefly Wonder how they have the power to shine I can see them under the pine But don't hesitate, 'cause your love won't wait...

C:

Ooo, baby, I love your way, everyday Gonna tell you I love your way, everyday Wanna be with you night and day (Solo - on verse) But don't hesitate, 'cause your love won't wait... I can see the sunset in your eyes Brown and grey, blue besides Clouds are stalking islands in the sun Wish I could buy one out of season But don't hesitate, 'cause your love won't wait...

C:

Ooo, baby, I love your way, everyday Gonna tell you I love your way, everyday Wanna be with you night and day

C:

(Chorus - repeat as needed) © 1976 A&M Records:: on his "Frampton Comes Alive"

BAD, BAD LEROY BROWN Jim Croce

Well the south side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better best beware of a man named Leroy Brown F# - - - / / G# - - - / / A# - - - / B - - - / C# - B - - / F# - - - // Now Leroy he's more than trouble You see he stand about six foot four All the downtown ladies call him tree top lover All the men just call him sir C:

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown Baddest man in the whole damn town Badder than old King Kong Meaner than a junk yard dog Now Leroy he's a gambler And he like his fancy clothes And he likes to wave his diamond ring In front of everyone's nose He's got a custom Continental He got an Eldorado too He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket for fun He got a razor in his shoe

C:

(Chorus) Well Friday about a week ago Leroy shootin' dice And at the edge of the bar sat a girl named Doris And oow that girl looked nice Well he cast his eyes upon her And the trouble soon began Leroy Brown he learned a lesson 'bout Messin' with a wife of a jealous man

C:

(Chorus) Well the two men took to fighting And when they pulled them from the floor Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle With a couple of pieces gone

C:

(Chorus) x2 © 1974 Saja Music Group/Atco Records:: on his "Photographs and Memories"

BAD MOON RISING Credence Clearwater Revival

( D - - - / A - G - / D - - - / G - A - /) I see the bad moon rising I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightning I see bad times today D - - - / A - G - / D - - - / G - A - / (3x) D - - - / A - G - / D - - - / D - - - // C:

Don't go around tonight Oh, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise G---/

/D---/

/ A - - - / G - - - //

I hear hurricanes blowing I know the end is coming soon I feel rivers overflowing I hear the voices of wreckage and ruin C:

Don't go around tonight Oh, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise (Solo) Hope you got your things together Hope you aren't quite prepared to die Looks like we're in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye

C:

Don't go around tonight Oh, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise

C:

Don't go around tonight Oh, it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise © 1976 Fantasy:: on their "Chronicles"

BAND ON THE RUN Paul McCartney

I:

Stuck inside these four walls, sent inside forever Never seeing no one nice again, like you - mama, you - mama, you... Dmaj7 - - - / D - - - / G6 - - - / G6/A - - - / Dmaj7 - - - / Dmaj9 - - - / G - - - / - - - A / G - D - / Gm6 - - - / x2 / Dmaj7 - - - // ( Gm6 - - - / Am - - - / D6 - - - / Am - - - / x2 //)

B:

If I ever get out of here Thought of giving it all away To a registered charity All I need is a pint a day If I ever get out here (if we ever get out here) Am - - - / D - - - / x2 / Am - - - / // ( C - - / D5 - - C5 / - - - - / x2 / C - - - / Fmaj7 - - - / x2 //) Well the rain exploded with a might crash As we fell into the sun And the first one said to the second one there I hope you're having fun C - - - / Fmaj7 - - - / / C - - - / / Fmaj7 - - - /

C1:

/ Em - - - //

Band on the run, band on the run And the jailer man and sailor Sam, were searching everyone For the band on the run, band on the run Band on the run, band on the run G - - - / C - - - / Em - C - / Am - - - / F - - - / C - - - / F - - Fmaj7 / - - - - / [C1]

C---/

/ x2 / x2 / x2 //

Well the undertaker drew a heavy sigh Seeing no one else had come And a bell was ringing in the village square For the rabbits on the run C1:

Band on the run, band on the run And the jailer man and sailor Sam, were searching everyone For the band on the run, band on the run Band on the run, band on the run Well the night was falling as the desert world Began to settle down In the town they're searching for us everywhere But we never will be found

C2:

Band on the run, band on the run And the county Judge who held a grudge, will search for evermore For the band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run [C2]

C---/

/ x2 / x2 / Em G - C / - - - //

© 1974 Paul & Linda McCartney:: on Paul McCartney and the Wings "Band on the Run"

BEHIND BLUE EYES The Who

( Esus4 - - - / / / //) No one knows what it's like to be the bad man To be the sad man behind blue eyes Em - - - / G - - - / D - - - / / C - - - / / A - - - / // No one knows what it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies C:

But my dreams they aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free C - - - / D - - - / G - - - / / C - - - / D - - - / Esus4 - - - / E - - - / Bm - - - / / C - - - / / D - - - / / A - - - / Asus4 - - - / A - - - / // No knows what it's like to feel these feelings Like I do and I blame you No one bites back as hard on their anger None of my pain ‘n’ woe can show through

C:

But my dreams they aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free

B1:

When my fist clenches crack it open Before I use it ‘n’ loose my cool When I smile tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool ( E - - - / Bm - A - / x2 /) E - - - / Bm - A - / x2 / D - - - / Bm - A - / x2 //

B2:

And if I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat And if I shiver, please give me a blanket Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

S:

( B - - - / A G D - / x2 / x2 / B - - - / //) No one knows what it's like to be the bad man To be the sad man behind blue eyes © 1971 MCA Records:: on their "Who's Next"

THE BEST OF MY LOVE Eagles (Henley, Frey, & Southern)

I:

Cmaj9 C - - /

/ Fsus11 F - - /

//

Every night, I'm lying in bed, holding you close in my dreams Thinking about all the things that we said, and coming apart at the seams We try to talk it over, but the words come out too rough I know you were trying to give me the best of your love Cmaj9 C - - /

/ Dsus9 Dm - - /

/ x4 /

[1]

[2 & 3]

Em - - - / Dm - - - / Em - - - / F/G - - - / Dm - - - / G7 - - - / [1, 2, 3]

Cmaj9 C - - / Dsus9 Dm - - / Cmaj9 C - - / G7 > - - // Beautiful faces, and loud empty places, look at the way that we live Wasting our time on cheap talk and wine, left us so little to give That same old crowd was like a cold dark cloud that we could never rise above But here in my heart, I give you the best of my love C:

Oh-oh-oh ohhhh, sweet darlin', you get the best of my love Oh-oh-oh ohhhh, sweet darlin', you get the best of my love Cmaj9 C - - / / Dsus9 Dm - - /

B:

/ x4 //

I'm going back in time and it's a sweet dream It was a quiet night and I would be all right if I could go on sleeping Fm7 - - - /

/C---/

/ Fm7 - - - /

/ Dm - - - / G7 - - - //

But every morning I wake up and worry, what's gonna happen today? You see it your way, and I see it mine, but we both see it slipping away You know we always had each other baby, I guess that wasn't enough; o-o-ohh But here in my heart, I give you the best of my love C:

Oh-oh-oh ohhhh, sweet darlin', you get the best of my love Oh-oh-oh ohhhh, sweet darlin', you get the best of my love (2x+)

© 1976 Elektra/Asylum:: on their “Their Greatest Hits”

BIG YELLOW TAXI Joni Mitchell

(A---/

/B---/

/E---/

/

/

//)

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot A---/ C:

/E---/

/A---/B---/E---/

//

Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot E---/

/A---/D-E-/A---/B---/E---/

/

/

//

They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum And they charged all the people a dollar and a half just to see 'em C:

Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Hey farmer, farmer, put away that DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees (please!)

C:

Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Late last night I heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi took away my old man

C:

Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot

C:

Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot

T:

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot (3x) A - - - / B - - - / E - - - / // (3x) © 1970 Siquomb Publishing:: on her "Ladies of the Canyon" and "Miles of Aisles"

BIKO Peter Gabriel

September Seventy-Seven Post Elizabeth weather time It was business as usual In police room six-one-nine A---/ C:

/D---/

/ x4 //

Oh, Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh, Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihlo Moja, Yihlo Moja The man is dead, the man is dead A - - - / / D - - - / / x4 / G - - - / Bm - - - / A - - - / ( A - - - / / D - - - / / x4 //) When I try to sleep at night I can only dream in red The outside world is black and white With only one colour dead

C:

Oh, Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh, Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihlo Moja, Yihlo Moja The man is dead, the man is dead You can blow out a candle But you can’t blow out a fire Once the flame begins to catch The wind will blow it higher

C:

Oh, Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh, Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihlo Moja, Yihlo Moja The man is dead, the man is dead

T:

And the eyes of the world are watching now, watching now D---/

/ A - - - / // (as needed)

Oh, Oh, Oh Na, na, na, na, na, na ... © 1980 Mercury Records:: on his Intruder (a.k.a Three or just Peter Gabriel)

//

BLACK MAGIC WOMAN Carlos Santana

I got a black magic woman I got a black magic woman I’ve got a black magic woman Got me so blind I can't see That she’s a black magic woman And she tryin’ to make a devil out of me Dm - - - / / Am - - - / / Dm - - - / Dm - - - / A7 - - - / Dm - - - / //

/ Gm - - - / - - - Gsus4 /

Turn your back on me baby, Don’t turn your back on me baby Don’t turn your back on me baby Stop messing around with your tricks Don’t turn your back on me baby, You might just pick up my magic sticks (solo over verse) Got your spell on me baby, You’ve got your spell on me baby You’ve got your spell on me baby Turnin’ my heart into stone I need you so bad magic woman I can't leave you alone © 1972 Columbia Records:: on his “Abraxas@ and Greatest Hits”

BLISTER IN THE SUN Violent Femmes (Gordon Gano)

V1:

When I'm out walking I strut my stuff Yeah, and I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out G C G C / G C G - / x2 / x2 / x2 //

C:

Let me go on, like I blister in the sun Let me go on, big hands I know you the one Em - - - / C > C > / Em - - - / C - D - / - - //

V2:

Body and beats I stain my sheets I don't even know why My girlfriend she's at the end She is starting to cry

C:

Let me go on, like I blister in the sun Let me go on, big hands I know you the one (Mini Solo)

V1:

When I'm out walking I strut my stuff Yeah, and I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out

V1:

When I'm out walking I strut my stuff Yeah, and I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out

V2:

Body and beats I stain my sheets I don't even know why My girlfriends she's at the end She is starting to cry

V1:

When I'm out walking I strut my stuff Yeah, and I'm so strung out I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out

C:

Let me go on, like I blister in the sun Let me go on, big hands I know you the one © 1983 Slash Records:: on their "Violent Femmes"

BLOOD AND FIRE Amy Ray

I:

A---/G---/D---/

/ x4 //

Well I have spent nights with matches and knives Leaning over ledges only two flights up Cutting my heart, burning my soul, with nothing left to hold Nothing left, but blood and fire You have spent nights thinking of me, missing my arms but you needed to leave Leaving my cuts, leaving my burns, hoping I'd learn A---/G---/D---/ C:

// (6x)

But blood and fire are too much for these restless arms to hold And my nights of desire, they're calling me, back to your fold And I'm calling you, calling you, from ten thousand miles away Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe G---/D---/A---/

// (4x)

I am looking for someone who can take as much as I give And I'll give back as much as I need, y'know and they still have the will to live 'Cause I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love But I feel forsaken, you know like the things I, I gave away C:

And blood and fire are too much for these restless arms to hold And my nights of desire, they're calling me, back to your fold And I'm calling you, calling you, from ten thousand miles away Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe

v:

I am intense, I'm in need, I'm in pain, I'm in love I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love And blood and fire are too much for these restless arms to hold And my nights of desire, they're calling me, back to your fold And I'm calling you, calling you, from ten thousand miles away Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe

T:

Won't you wet my fire with your love, baby, hold me Wet my fire with your love © 1989 Columbia Records:: on their “Indigo Girls”

BLOWIN' IN THE WIND Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes & how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes & how many times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned? D---/G---/D---/ /D---/G---/D---/A---/ D - - - / G - - - / D - - - / Bm - - - / D - - - / G - - - / A - - - / / D - - - / G - - - / D - - - / / D - - - / G - - - / D - - - / A - - - // C:

The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind G---/A---/D---/G---/

/A---/D---/

How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes & how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes & how many times can a man turn his head Pretending he just doesn't see? C:

The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes & how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes & how many deaths will take til he knows That too many people have died?

C:

The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind © 1968 Warner Brothers: on his "Freewheelin", "Gr H V1" & "At Budokan"

//

BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER Bob Dylan

I:

( D9(11) - - - /

/ G - C - / D - G - / - //)

Oh, I'm sailing away my own true love I'm sailing away in the mornin' Is there somethin' I can send you from across the sea From the places where I'll be landin'? Em - - - / C - G - / C - G - / - / Em - C - / G - C - / G - - / Em - - - / C - G - / C - G - / - / Em - C - / G - C / D - G - / - // There's nothin' you can send me my own true love There's nothin' I'm wishin' to be ownin' Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean Ah, but I just thought you might want somethin' fine Made of silver or golden Either from the mountains of Madrid Or from the coast of Barcelona If I had the stars of the darkest night And the diamonds from the deepest ocean I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss That's all I wish to be ownin' I might be gone a long ole time And it's only that I'm askin' Is there somethin' I can send you to remember me by? To make your time more easy passin'? How can, how can you ask me again? It only brings me sorrow The same thing I would want today I would want again tomorrow I:

(Intro) Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day It was from his ship a-sailin' Sayin' I don't know when I'll be comin' back again It depends on how I'm feelin' If you my love must think that-a-way I'm sure your mind is a-roamin' I'm sure your thought are not with me But with the country where you're goin' So take heed, take heed of the western wind Take heed of stormy weather And yes there is somethin' you can send back to me Spanish boots of Spanish leather © Special Rider Music:: on Nanci Griffith "Other Voices, Other Rooms"

Capo 2nd Fret

BORN TO BE WILD Steppenwolf

Get your motor running Head out on the highway Looking for adventure In whatever comes our way Yeah, gotta go and make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all your guns at once And explode into space E - - - / / x2 / x2 / x2 / G - A - / E - - - / x2 / x2 / x2 // I like smokin’ lightning Heavy metal thunder Racing with the wind And the feeling that I’m under Yeah, gotta go and make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all your guns at once And explode into space C:

Like a true natures’ child We were born, born to be wild We can climb so high, I never wanna die Born to be wild -- Born to be wild E - - - / / G - - - / / A- - - / G - - - / E - - - / E - - - / D - - - / x2 / x2 / x2 //

/

(Solo on verse) Get your motor running Head out on the highway Looking for adventure In whatever comes our way Yeah, gotta go and make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all your guns at once And explode into space C:

Like a true natures’ child We were born, born to be wild We can climb so high, I never wanna die Born to be wild -- Born to be wild © 1968 MCA Records:: on their “Steppenwolf” & “Born to be Wild / A Retrospective”

BORN TO RUN Bruce Springsteen

i:

( E - - - / - - Es4 E / A - - - / B7s4 - B7 - / x4 //) In the day we sweat it out on the street of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages on highway nine, chrome wheeled, fuel injected, and stepping out over the line Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back, it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young, 'cause tramps like us, baby we born to run E - - - / / A - - - / B - - - / x4 / A - - - / E/G# - - - / F#m - - - / E/G# - - - / E - - - / E9 - - - / A - - - / E/G# - - - / F#m - - - / E/G# - - - / E - - - / C#m - - - / A - - - / B - - - / E - - - / // Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend I wanna guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims and strap your hands cross my engines Together we could break this trap, we'll run till we drop and baby we'll never go back Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire? 'Cause baby, I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta know how it feels, I want to know if love is wild, babe I want to know if love is real Oh come and show me...

B:

Beyond the palace hemipowered drones scream down the boulevard Girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors and boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark as kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight with an everlasting kiss ( A - - - / B7s4 - B - /E - - - / / A - - - / B7s4 - B - / E - - - / Bm7 - - - //) Ds4 - D - / / Gs4 - G - / / As4 - A - / / Cs4 - C - / / x8 // b b b (C B B A / A G G F / F - - - / E - - - / //) Highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place to hide Together Wendy, we could live with the sadness, I'll love your with all the madness in my soul Oh, someday girl, I don't know when we're gonna get to that place where we really wanna go and we'll walk in the sun But till then tramps like us, baby we were born to run © 1975 Columbia Records:: on his "Born to Run"

BOTH SIDES NOW Joni Mitchell

Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun; they rain and snow on everyone So many things I could have done, but clouds got in my way C - F - / - - C - / - - Em - / F - C - / - - F - / Dm - - - / F - - - / G - - - // (2x) C:

I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down and still somehow It's clouds' illusions I recall I really don't know clouds at all C - - - / F - C - / / / Em - F - / C - F - / C - - - / Gs4 - - - / G - - - / C - - - / // Moons and Junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real, I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show, you leave them laughing when you go And if you care don't let them know, don't give yourself away

C:

I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take and still somehow It's loves' illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud to say I love you right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I've changed Something's lost, but something's gained in living day every day

C:

I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose and still somehow It's life’s' illusions I recall I really don't know life at all © 1967 Siquomb Publishing/Reprise Records:: on her "Clouds" and "Miles of Aisles", on Judy Collins "Wildflowers" and "First 15 Years", on Pete Seeger "World of Pete Seeger" and "Young vs Old" and on Neil Diamond "Love Songs" and "Gold"

BOX OF RAIN Grateful Dead

I:

( A - - - / Bm7/A - - A / - - - Asus4 / - - - - / x4 //) Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day. Maybe the sun is shining, birds are winging, no rain is fallin' from a heavy sky. D - - - / Am - - - / Em - - - / C - - - / G - - - / D - - - / Am - - - / Em - - - / G - - - / A - - - /

/ //

C1a: What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago. D - - - / G - - - / Am - - - / Em - / D - - - /

/

[a]

C - - - / D - - - / Am - - - / G - - - /

//

Walk out of any doorway, feel your way, feel your way like the day before. Maybe you'll find direction, around some corner where it's been waitin' to meet you. C1b: What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you're sleepin'? Then please don't be surprised when you find me dreamin' too. [b]

Am - - - / C - - - / G - - - / D - - - /

//

(Solo over Bridge and Intro) Look into any eyes you find by you, you can see clear to another day. Maybe been seen before, through other eyes on other days while goin' home. C1c:

What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? It's all a dream we dreamed one afternoon long ago. [c]

C - - - / Em - - - / D - - - / G - - - /

//

Walk into splintered sunlight, inch your way through dead dreams to another land. Maybe you're tired and broken, your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear. C1b:

What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through? A box of rain will ease the pain and love will see you through.

B:

Just a box of rain, wind and water, believe it if you need it, if you don't just pass it on. Sun and shower, wind and rain, in and out the window like a moth before a flame. G---/ G---/

T:

/ Am - - - / Em - - - / C - - - / A - - - / D - - - / / / Am - - - / Em - - - / C - - - / D - - - / Em - - - / A - - - /

And it's just a box of rain; I don't know who put it there; Believe it if you need it or leave it if you dare. And it's just a box of rain or a ribbon for your hair; Such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there. D - - - / Em - - - / G - - - / D - - - / / Bm - - - / G - - - / A - - - / D - - - / Em - - - / G - - - / D - - - / Em - - - / / G - - - // ( D - C - / G - D - / Asus4 - - -//) © 1970 Warner Records: on their “American Beauty”

/

/

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THE BOXER Simon and Garfunkel (Paul Simon)

I am just a poor boy though' my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises All lies in jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest Ooh la la la... C - - - / / C - > - / Am - - - / G - - - / / F - - - / / C - - - / - - > - / Am - - - / G - - - / F - - - / / C - - - / G - - - / F - - - / C - - - / // When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station running scared Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know Lie la lie... Am - - - / / G - - - / / Am - - - / / G - - - / F - - - / C - - - / // Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers Just a come on from the whores on Second Avenue I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there La la la la... Lie la lie... B:

And I am laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone Going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Leading me home - going home C - - - / / C - > - / Am - - - / G - - - / / F - - - / / C - - - / / Em - - - / / Am - - - / / G - - - / / C - - - / // In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down or cut him til he cried out In his anger and shame, I am leaving, I am leaving, But the fighter still remains Ooh la la... Lie la lie... © 1969 Paul Simon/CBS Records:: on their "Bridge of Troubled Water" and "Greatest Hits" also on Dylan "Self Portrait"

BREATHE Pink Floyd (Waters, Gilmour, Wright)

( Em7 - - - /

/A---/

//)

Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave, but don't leave me Look around and choose your own ground For long you live and high you fly, And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry, And all you touch and all you see Is all your life will ever be Em7 - - - / / A - - - / / x4 / x4 / x4 / Cmaj7 - - - / / Dmaj6 - - - / / F - - - / G - - - / F - // Run, run rabbit run Dig that hole, forget the sun And when at last the work is done, Don't sit down it's time to start another one For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race toward an early grave (Break) Home, home again I like to be here when I can When I come in cold and tired It's good to warm my bones besides the fire Far away across the field, The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells

© 1973 Harvest Records:: on their "Dark Side of the Moon"

BROWN EYED GIRL Van Morrison

Hey, where did we go Days when the rain came Down in the hollow Playing a new game Laughing, and a running, hey, hey Skipping and a jumping In the misty morning fog With our hearts a thumpin' And you, my brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl G - - - / C - - - / G- - - / D7 - - - / x4 / x4 / x4 / C - - - / D7 - - - / G - - - / Em - - - / C - - - / D7 - - - / G - - - / D7 - - - // Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slow Going down to the old man With a transistor radio Standing in the sunlight laughing Hiding behind a rainbow's wall Slipping and a sliding All along the waterfall With you, my brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl B:

Do you remember when we used to sing Sha la la la la la la la te da, just like that Sha la la la la la la la te da, la te da D7 - - - /

/ G - - - / C - - - / G - - - / D7 - - - / x4 //

So hard to find my way Now that I'm all on my own I saw you just the other day My, how you have grown Cast my memory back there Lord Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout it Laughing and a running hey, hey Behind the stadium With you, my brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl B:

Do you remember when we used to sing Sha la la la la la la la te da, just like that Sha la la la la la la la te da, la te da © 1973 Columbia Records:: on his “T.B. Sheets”

BROWN EYED WOMEN Grateful Dead

I:

b

( Dm - - - / F - - - / B - - - / - - / F - - - /

//)

Gone are the days when the ox fall down, Take up the yoke and plow the fields around Gone are the days when the ladies said, “Please, Gentle Jack Jones, won’t you come on to me.” b

b

Dm - - - / F - - - / C - - - / B - - - / Dm - - - / F - - - / B - - - / - - / F - - - / C:

Brown eyed women and red grenadine The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down, And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on C---/

b

b

b

/ B - - - / F - C - / B - - - / F - Dm - / Gm - - - / B - / F - - - /

Nineteen twenty when he stepped to the bar He drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar Nineteen thirty when the wall caved in He’d made his way sellin’ red eyed gin C:

//

Brown eyed women and red grenadine The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down, And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on (Solo over verse) Delilah Jones was the mother of twins Two time over, and the rest were sins Raised eight boys, only I turned bad Didn’t get the lickin’s that the other ones had

C:

Brown eyed women and red grenadine The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down, And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

B:

Tumble down shack in Big Foot County Snowed so hard that the roof caved in Delilah Jones went to meet her god, And the old man never was the same again b

b

b

Cm - - - / B - F - / x2 / Dm - C - / B - Am - / B - - - / - - / F - - - / Daddy made whiskey and he made it well Cost two dollars and it burned like hell I cut hick’ry just to fire the still Drink down a bottle, and you’re ready to kill C:

Brown eyed women and red grenadine The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down, And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

V1: T:

(Repeat First Verse) And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on © 1972 Warner Brothers Records:: on their “Europe ‘72”

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BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE Talking Heads (David Byrne)

Watch out, you might get what you're after Cool babies, strange but not a stranger I'm an or-di-na-ry guy Burning down the house G---/

/F---/

/ x4 / x4 / G - - - / A - - - / F - - - /

//

Hold tight, wait 'till the party's over Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather There has got to be a way Burning down the house Here's your ticket, pack your bag, time for jumpin' overboard The transportation is here Close enough but not too far, maybe you know where you are Fightin' fire with fire G---/

/F---/

// (4x)

All wet, hey you might need a raincoat Shakedown, dream walking in broad daylight Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees Burning down the house It was once upon a place, sometimes I listen to myself Gonna come in first place People on their way to work, baby what do expect Gonna burst into flame My house, s'out of the ordinary That's right, don't want to hurt nobody Some things sure can sweep me off my feet Burning down the house No visible means of support, and you have not seen nothin' yet Everything's stuck together I don't what you expect, staring into the TV set Fighting fire with fire

© 1983 Sire Records and Talking Head Tours:: on their "Speaking in Tongues"

BY MY SIDE Godspell (Stephen Schwartz)

Where are you going? Where are you going? Can I take you with me? For my hand is cold, And needs warmth, where are you going? Dm - - - / C > Am - / x2 / x2 / Dm - - - /

//

Far beyond where the horizon lies, where the horizon lies. And the land sinks into mellow blueness, Oh, please take me with you. Let me skip the rope with you, I can dare myself, I can dare myself. I'll put a pebble in my shoe, watch me walk. I can walk, I can walk. C - - - / Dm - D - / C - - - / / D - - - / C - - Cmaj7 / D - - - / C - - - / D - - - / C - - Cmaj7 / D - - - / x4 / D - - - // I shall call the pebble dare. We will talk together, about walking. Dare shall be carried and when we both have had enough, I will take you from my shoes saying, "meet your new road". Then I'll take your hand, finally glad, you are here. Dm - - - / C > Am - / x2 / x2 / x2 / Am - - - / Dm - - - / / C > Am - / - - - - // By my side, by my side, by my side. Dm - - - / C > Am - // (repeat as needed)

© 1973 Bell Records:: Original Motion Picture

CALL IT DEMOCRACY Bruce Cockburn

Padded with power here they come International loan sharks backed by the guns Of market hungry military profiteers Whose word is a swamp and whose brow is smeared With the blood of the poor D - - - / / Em - - - / G - - - // (repeat throughout - except chorus) Who rob life of it's quality Who render rage a necessity By turning countries into labor camps Modern slavers in drag as champions of freedom Sinister cynical instrument Who makes the gun into a sacrament The only response to the deification Of tyranny by so called "developing" nations' Idolatry of ideology North, south, east, west, Kill the best and buy the rest It's just spend a buck to make a buck You don't really give a flying fuck About the people in misery C:

IMF, dirty MF Take away everything it can get Always making certain that there's one thing left Keep them on the hook with insupportable debt A - - - / / / F#m - G - / x2 // See the paid off local bottom feeders Passing themselves off as leaders Kiss the ladies, shake hands with the fellows And it's open for business like a cheap bordello And they call it democracy, and they call it democracy And they call it democracy, and they call it democracy See the loaded eyes of the children too Trying to make the best of it the way kids do One day you're going to rise from your habitual feast To find yourself staring down the throat of the beast They call the revolution

C:

IMF, dirty MF Take away everything it can get Always making certain that there's one thing left Keep them on the hook with insupportable debt And they call it democracy, and they call it democracy And they call it democracy, and they call it democracy © 1986 MCA Records:: on his "World of Wonders” IMF is the International Monetary Fund.

CAN'T BUY ME LOVE The Beatles (Lennon-McCartney)

I:

Can't buy me love, love Can't buy me love Em - - - / Am - - - / x2 / Dm - - - / G - - - // I'll buy you a diamond ring If it makes you feel alright I'll get you anything my love If it makes you feel alright 'Cause I don't care too much for money Money can't buy me love C - - - / / / / F - - - / / C - - - / / G - - - / F - - - / / C - - - // I'll give you all I've got to give If you say you love me too I may not have a lot to give But what I've got I'll give to you 'Cause I don't care too much for money Money can't buy me love

C:

Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so Can't buy me love, oh no, no, no, no! Em - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / / Em - - - / Am - - - / Dm - - - / G - - - // Say you don't need no diamond rings And I'll be satisfied Tell me that you want the kind of things That money just can't buy 'Cause I don't care too much for money Money can't buy me love

C:

Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so Can't buy me love, oh no, no, no, no! (Solo)

C:

Can't buy me love, everybody tells me so Can't buy me love, oh no, no, no, no! Say you don't need no diamond rings And I'll be satisfied Tell me that you want the kind of things That money just can't buy 'Cause I don't care too much for money Money can't buy me love

I:

Can't buy me love, love Can't buy me love © 1964 EMI Records:: on their "Hard Days Night"

CAN'T FIND MY WAY HOME Blind Faith (Eric Clapton)

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone Somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting so long Somebody holds the key b

D/C - - - / D/B - - - / D/B - - - / D - - - / F - - - / G - - - / D - - - / // C:

Well, I'm near the end And I just ain’t got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home G - - - / / A - - - / / D - - - / / Em - - - / G - F Em / D - - - / // Come down on your own and leave your body alone Somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting all these years Somebody holds the key

C:

Well, I'm near the end And I just ain’t got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

T:

Can't find my way home Can't find my way home Can't find my way home Can't find my way home F - - - / G - - - / D - - - / // (4x) (Solo)

CAN'T YOU SEE Marshall Tucker Bad (Toy Caldwell)

Gonna take a freight train Down at the station, Lord Don't care where it goes Gonna climb a mountain The highest mountain Jump off, nobody gonna know D - - - / / C - - - / / G - - - / / D - - - / // (2x) C:

Can't you see, can't you see What that woman, she been doing to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman, she been doing to me I'm gonna find me A hole in the wall I'm gonna crawl inside and die Come a lady... A mean old women now Never told me goodbye

C:

Can't you see, can't you see What that woman, she been doing to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman, she been doing to me (Solo) I'm gonna buy a ticket now As far as I can I ain't never comin' back Grab me the southbound All the way to Georgia now 'Til the train it run out of track

C:

Can't you see, can't you see What that woman, she been doing to me Can't you see, can't you see What that woman, she been doing to me

© 1973 Capricorn Records:: on their "Greatest Hits"

CATHEDRAL Crosby, Stills & Nash (Graham Nash)

( Dm - Ds2 - / Ds4 - - - / x2 //) V1:

Six o'clock in the morning, I feel pretty good So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords, Fighting dragons and crossing swords, With the people against the hordes who came to conquer Dm - Ds2 - / C - - - / Gm - - - / Gs4 - - - / x2 / x2 / Dm - Ds2 - / Ds4 - - - / x2 //

V1:

Seven o'clock in the morning, here it come, A taste of warning, and I'm so amazed I'm here today, seeing things so clear this way In the car and on my way to Stonehenge

V2:

I'm flying in Winchester cathedral Sunlight pouring through the break of day Stumble through the door and into the chamber There's a lady setting flowers on table covered lace And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face And a feeling deep inside of me tells me This can't be the place Dm - Ds2 - / C - - - / x2 / x2 / Gm - - - / Gs4 - - - / x2 / x2 / Dm - Ds2 - / Ds4 - - - / x2 //

V2:

I'm flying in Winchester cathedral All religion has to have it's day Expressions on the face of the Saviour Made me say, I can't stay

V3:

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here! Too many people have lied in the name of Christ, For anyone to heed the call So many people have died in the name of Christ, That I can't believe it all And now I'm standing on a grave of a soldier that died in 1799 And the day he died it was a birthday, and I noticed it was mine And my head didn't know just who I was And I went spinning back in time And I am high upon the altar, high upon the altar, high Dm - - - / C - - - / x2 / x2 / Gm - - - / Gs4 - - - / x2 / x2 / Dm - - - / C - - - / x2 / Gm - - - / Gs4 - - - / x2 / x2 // (in double time)

V2:

I'm flying in Winchester cathedral It's hard enough to drink the wine The air inside just hangs in delusion, But given time, I'll be fine

V3:

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here! Too many people have lied in the name of Christ, For anyone to heed the call So many people have died in the name of Christ, That I can't believe it all And now I'm standing on a grave of a soldier that died in 1799 And the day he died it was a birthday, and I noticed it was mine And my head didn't know just who I was And I went spinning back in time And I am high upon the altar, high upon the altar, high © 1977 Thin Ice Music/Atlantic Records:: on their "CSN"

CAT’S IN THE CRADLE Harry Chapin

My child was born just the other day He came to the world in the usual way But there planes to catch and bills to pay He learned to walk while I was away And he was talking 'fore I knew it And as he grew he said, "I'm gonna be like you dad, you know I'm gonna be like you" E - - - / G - - - / D - - - / E - - - / x4 / D - D/C# - / Bm - Bm/A - / G - G/F# - / E - - - / G - G/F# - / E - - - / C:

/ //

And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you coming home dad? I don't know when We'll get together then, you know we'll have a good time then E - - - / D - - - / G - - - / A - - - / E - - - / D - - - / G - G/F# - / E - - - / x2 // My son turned ten just the other day He said, "thanks for the ball dad, come on let's play Can you teach me throw?" I said, "not today, I got a lot to do." He said, "that's okay" And he walked away but his smile never dimmed He said, "I'm gonna be like him, ya... you know I'm gonna be like him"

C:

And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you coming home dad? I don't know when We'll get together then, you know we'll have a good time then Well he came from college just the other day So much like a man I just had to say, "Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?" He shook his head and said with a smile, "What I'd really like dad is to borrow the car keys See you later, can I have them please?"

C:

And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you coming home son? I don't know when We'll get together then, dad, you know we'll have a good time then

B:

( C - - - / Bm - G - / E - - - / //) I've long since retired, my son's moved away I called him up just the other day I said, “I'd like to see you , if you don't mind” He said, “I'd love to, Dad if I could find the time You see my new job’s a hassle and the kids have the flu But it's sure nice talkin' to you Dad, it's been sure nice talkin' to you" And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me he'd grown up just like me, my boy was just like me

C:

And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and the man on the moon When you coming home son? I don't know when We'll get together then, dad, you know we'll have a good time then © 1974 Story Songs, Ltd / Elektra Records:: on his "Verities and Balderdash" and "the Gold Medal Collection"

CIRCLE Harry Chapin

C:

All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown Moon rolls thru the nighttime til daybreak comes around All my life's a circle, still I wonder why Seasons spinning 'round again, years keep rolling by C---/ C---/

/ /

/G---/ / / /C---/ / F - - - / / G - - - / / C - - - //

Seems like I've been here before, can't remember when I get this funny feeling, we'll be together again No straight lines make up my life, all my roads have bends No clearcut beginnings, so far no dead ends C:

All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown Moon rolls thru the nighttime til daybreak comes around All my life's a circle, still I wonder why Seasons spinning 'round again, years keep rolling by I've met you a thousand times, I guess you've done the same Then we lose each other, it's like a children's game But now I find you here again, the thought comes to my mind Our love is like a circle, let's go round one more time

C:

All my life's a circle, sunrise and sundown Moon rolls thru the nighttime til daybreak comes around All my life's a circle, still I wonder why Seasons spinning 'round again, years keep rolling by © 1972 The Harry Chapin Foundation:: on his "Sniper and Other Love Songs" and "Gold Medal Collection", on Limelighters "Alive VI", and on Pete Seeger/Arlo Guthrie "Precious Friends"

THE CIRCLE GAME Joni Mitchell

Yesterday a child came out to wonder Caught a dragonfly inside a jar Fearful when the sky was full of thunder And tearful at the falling of a star C---/F---/C---/ / /F---/G---/ / C - - - / F - - - / Em - - - / / F - - - / G - F - / C - - - / C:

//

And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on a carousel of time We can't return, we can only look Behind from where we came And go round and round and round in the circle game C - - - / F - C - / x2 / F - - - / / C - - - / / F - - - / Em - - - / F - - - / Em - - - / F - G - / C - - - / //

/

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons Skated over ten clear frozen streams Words like "when you're older" must appease him And promises of someday make his dreams C:

And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on a carousel of time We can't return, we can only look Behind from where we came And go round and round and round in the circle game 16 springs and 16 summers gone now Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town And they tell him "Take your time it won't be long now Til you drag your feet to slow the circles down"

C:

And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on a carousel of time We can't return, we can only look Behind from where we came And go round and round and round in the circle game So the years spin by and now the boy is 20 Tho' his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty Before the last revolving year is thru

C:

And the seasons they go round and round And the painted ponies go up and down We're captive on a carousel of time We can't return, we can only look Behind from where we came And go round and round and round in the circle game © 1966 Siquomb Publishing/Reprise:: on her "Ladies of the Canyon" and "Miles of Aisles", on Ian and Sylvia "Greatest Hits", and "So Much for Dreaming", on Buffy Saint-Marie "Best of Buffy Saint-Marie" and "Fire and Fleet and Candlelight", on Tom Rush "Circle Game" and "Classic Rush" and on Ian Campbell Folk Group "Circle Game"

CITY OF NEW ORLEANS Steve Goodman

V-A:

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday mornin' rail 15 cars and 15 restless riders Three conductors, 25 sacks of mail C - - - / G - - - / C - - - / / Am - - - / F - - - / C - - - / - - G - / C - - - / G - - - / C - - - / / Am - - - / G - - - / C - - - / //

V-B:

All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields Passin' trains that have no name, freight yards full of old Black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Am - - - / Am - - - /

C:

/ Em - - - / / Em - - - /

/G---/ /G---/

/D---/ /C---/

/ //

Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me, I'm your native son? I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done F - - - / G - - - / C - - - / / Am - - - / F - - - / C - - - / - - G - / b C - - - / G - - - / Am - - - / D - - - / B - F - / G - - - / C - - - / //

V-A:

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle And feel the wheels rumblin' neath the floor

V-B:

And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel Mothers with their babes asleep, rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel

C:

Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me, I'm your native son? I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

V-A:

Night time on the City of New Orleans Changin' cars in Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home and we'll be there by mornin' Thru the Mississippi darkness rollin' down to the sea

V-B:

But all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream And the steel rail still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his song again, "The passengers will please refrain" This train has got the disappearin' rail road blues

C:

Goodnight America, How are you? Don't you know me, I'm your native son? I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done © 1970, 1971 Turnpike Tom Music:: on his album (Buddah), on Arlo Guthrie "Hobo's Lullaby", on Judy Collins "Judith" and on John Denver "Aerie". Also on "Best of the 70's" and "Country Gentlemen" (Vanguard)

CLOSER TO FINE Indigo Girls (Emily Saliers)

I'm trying to tell you something about my life Maybe give me insight between black and white And the best thing ever done for me Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all G - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / D - - - / x4 / D9(11) - - - / [1]

/C---/

/ x4 /

[2] & [4]

G - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / D - - - // G - - GC / G - - - // Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable And lightness has a call that's hard to hear I wrap my fear around me like a blanket I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore C:

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in a crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine, the closer I am to fine D - - - / / C - - - / G - - - / x4 / D9(11) - - - / / C - - - / / G - - GC / G - - - / D9(11) - - - / / C - - - / / G - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / D - - - / x4 // I went to see the doctor of philosophy With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee He never did marry or see a B-grade movie He graded my performance, he said he could see through me I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, Got my paper and I was free [3]

G - - - / Am - - - / C - - - / D - - - / G - - GC / G - - - // C:

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in a crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine, the closer I am to fine I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m. To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend I woke up with a headache like my head against a board Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before I went in seeking clarity

C:

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain We go to the doctor, we go to the mountains We look to the children, we drink from the fountain We go to the bible, we go through the workout We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout There's more than one answer to these questions pointing me in a crooked line The less I seek my source for some definitive The closer I am to fine, the closer I am to fine © 1989 CBS Records:: on their "Indigo Girls"

COMFORTABLY NUMB Pink Floyd (Gilmore-Waters)

Hello, is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me, is there anyone at home? Come on, now, I hear you're feeling down Well I can ease the pain get you on your feet again Relax, I need some information first Just the basic facts, can you show me where it hurts Bm - - - / / A - - - / / G - - > / Em - - - / Bm - - - / // (3x) C:

There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship smokes on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child, I had a fever My hands swelled just like to balloons Now I've got that feeling once again I can not explain, you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb D - - - / / A - - - / / x4 / C - - - / / G - - - / / x4 / (2x) A - - - / / C - - - / G - - - / D - - - / // (Solo on chorus changes) I have become comfortably numb Ok, it's just a little pin prick There'll be no more Ahhh..., but you may feel a little sick Can you stand up, I do believe it's working good That'll keep you going through the show, come on it's time to go

C:

There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship smokes on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look, but it was gone I can not put my finger on it now The child has grown, the dream is gone I have become comfortably numb (solo on verse to fade) © 1979 Pink Floyd, Ltd / CBS Records:: on their "The Wall"

COMING INTO LOS ANGELES Arlo Guthrie

Coming in from London from over the pole, Flying in a big airliner. Chickens flying everywhere around the plane, Could we ever feel much finer? Am - - - / Am/G - - - / D/F# - - - / C:

/F---/C---/E---/

Comin' into Los Angeles Bringing in a couple of kilos Don't check my bags if you please Mr. Customs man Am - - - / Am/G - - - / D/F# - - - / / x4 / Am - - - / Am/G - - - / D/F# - - - / F - - - / C - - - /

/E---/

There's a guy with a ticket to Mexico, No he couldn't look much stranger. Walking in the hall with his things and all, Smiling said he was the Lone Ranger. C:

Comin' into Los Angeles Bringing in a couple of kilos Don't check my bags if you please Mr. Customs man (Solo on verse changes) Hip woman walking on the movin' floor, Tripping on the escalator. There's a man in the line and she's blowin' his mind, Thinking he's already met her.

C:

//

Comin' into Los Angeles Bringing in a couple of kilos Don't check my bags if you please Mr. Customs man © 1971 Atlantic Records:: on movie soundtrack "Woodstock"

//

COUNTRY DEATH SONG Violent Femmes (Gordon Gano)

I had me a wife, I had me some daughters, I tried so hard, I never knew still waters. Nothing to eat and nothing to drink, Nothing for a man to do but sit around and think, Nothing for a man to do but sit around and think. Dm - - - / - - - < / x2 / x2 / x2 / Dm - Am - / ( Dm - - - / - - - < //)

I was thinking and a thinking, til there's nothing I ain't thunk. Breathing in the stink, til finally I stunk. It was at that time, I swear I lost my mind, Starting making plans to kill my own kind, Starting making plans to kill my own kind. Come little daughter I said to the youngest one. Put your coat on, we'll have some fun. We'll go out to the mountains, the one to explore, The face it lit up, I was standing by the door. The face it lit up, I was standing by the door. Come little daughter, I'll carry the lantern. We'll go out tonight, we'll go to the caverns. We'll go out tonight, we'll go to the caves. Kiss your mother goodnight and remember that God saves, Kiss your mother goodnight and remember that God saves. I led her to a hole, a deep black well. I said make a wish, make sure not tell. And close your eyes dear and count to seven, You know your papa loves you, good children go to heaven, You know your papa loves you, good children go to heaven. I gave her a push, I gave her a shove. I pushed with all my might, I pushed with all my love. I threw my child into a bottomless pit, She was screaming as she fell, but I never heard her hit, She was screaming as she fell, but I never heard her hit. (Solo) Gather round boys hear the tale that I tell. You wanna know how to take a short trip to hell. It's guaranteed to get your own place in hell, Just take your lovely daughter and push her in the well, Take your lovely daughter and throw her in the well. Don't speak to me of lovers with a broken heart. You wanna know what would really tear you apart? I'm going out to the barn with a never stopping pain. I'm going out to the barn to hang myself in shame. at end / Dm Dmsus2 Dm Dmsus2 // © 1984 Slash Records:: on their "Hallowed Ground"

COWGIRL IN THE SAND Neil Young

Hello, cowgirl in the sand Is this place at your command? Can I stay here for a while? Can I see your sweet sweet smile? Am - - - / F - - - / x2 / C - G - / F - G - / x2 // C:

Old enough now to change your name When so many love you is it the same? It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game Dm - Em - / C - F - / x2 / Dm - - - / C - F - / F - / - - C - / Em - A - // Hello ruby in the dust Has your band begun to rust? After all the sin we've had I was hopin' that we'd turn bad

C:

Old enough now to change your name When so many love you is it the same? It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game Hello woman of my dreams, Is this not the way it seems? Purple words on a grey background To be a woman and to be turned down

C:

Old enough now to change your name When so many love you is it the same? It's the woman in you that makes you want to play this game © 1969 Reprise Records: on his “Everyone Knows this is Nowhere” and his “Decade”

CROSSROADS Cream (Robert Johnson)

I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees Ask the lord up above for mercy, take me if you please. A7 - - - / D7 - - - / A7 - - - / / D7 - - - / A7 - - - / / E7 - - - / D7 - - - / A7 - - - /

/ //

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side You can still buy a house baby, on the riverside. (Solo) Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side You can still buy a house baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friends I'll be around Run, you can run, tell my friends I'll be around Well I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down. © 1972 Atlantic Records:: on Eric Clapton “History of Eric Clapton”

CRUMBLIN' DOWN John Cougar Mellencamp

Well, some people ain't no damn good You can trust `em, you can't love `em, no good deed goes unpunished And I don't mind being their whippin' boy I've had that pleasure for years and years No, no, I never was a sinner, tell me what else can I do? Second best is what you get ‘till you learn to bend the rules And time respects no person and what you lift up must fall They're waitin' outside to claim my crumblin' walls Saw my picture in the paper, read the news around my face And now some people don't want to treat me the same A - - - / G/A - - - / (8x) E - - - / / / // C:

When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' - crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' - tumblin' down A - - - / G - D - / x2 / x2 / A - - - / ( A - - - / G/A - - - / x2 //) Well some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy I'm uneducated, my opinion means nothin' But I know I'm a real good dancer Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after Everybody's got their problems, ain't no new news here I'm the same old trouble you've been havin' for years Don't confuse the problem with the issue, girl, it's perfectly clear Just a human desire to have you come near Want to put my arms around you, feel your breath in my ear You can bend me, you can break me but you better stand clear

C:

When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' - crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' - tumblin' down Want to put my arms around you, feel your breath in my ear You can bend me, you can break me but you better stand clear

C:

When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' - crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' - tumblin' down

C:

When the walls come tumblin' down When the walls come crumblin' - crumblin' When the walls come tumblin' - tumblin' down © 1983:: on his "Uh-huh"

DANCIN' IN THE STREETS Martha and the Vandellas (William Stevenson, Marvin Gaye & Ivy Hunter) Also: Grateful Dead

( A - - - / //) They'll be dancin', they're dancin' in the streets They'll be dancin', they're dancin' in the streets V1:

Calling out around the world Are you ready for a brand new beat? Summer is here and the time is right For dancin' in the street They're dancin' in Chicago, down in New Orleans Up in New York City A - - - // (14x)

C:

All we need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere There'll be laughing and singing, music swinging And dancin' in the streets It doesn't matter what you wear, Just as long as you are there Come on every guy, grab a girl Everywhere around the world D - - - / / D7 - - - / / A - - - / / / / C#m - - - / / F#m - - - / / B - - - / / E - - - / // They'll be dancin', they're dancin' in the streets They'll be dancin', they're dancin' in the streets

V2:

This is an invitation across the nation A chance for folks to meet There'll be swinging and swaying, music playing And dancin' in the streets Philadelphia PA, Baltimore and DC now Can't forget that motor city

C:

All they need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere There'll be laughing and singing, music swinging And dancin' in the streets It doesn't matter what you wear, Just as long as you are there Come on every guy, grab a girl Everywhere around the world They'll be dancin', they're dancin' in the streets They'll be dancin', they're dancin' in the streets © 1967 Jobete Music:: Written during wave of major urban riots in the summer following Mt. Luther King's assassination:: on Grateful Dead's "Terrapin Station"

DANCIN' WITH MYSELF Billy Idol (w/ Generation X)

On the floors of Tokyo down to Londontown’s a go-go With the record selection and the mirrors reflection I'm a dancin' with myself E - - - / A - - - / B - - - / A - - - // When there's no one else inside, in the crowded lonely light Well I wait so long for my love vibration And I'm dancin' with myself C:

Oh, dancin' with myself, oh oh dancin' with myself Well there's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove And I'm a dancin' with myself If I looked all over the world and there's every type of girl But your empty eyes seem to pass me by Leave me dancin' with myself So let's sink another drink cause it'll give me time to think If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance And not be dancin' with myself

C:

Oh, dancin' with myself, oh oh dancin' with myself Well there's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove And I'm a dancin' with myself

B:

Oh Oh Ah Oh (Ad lib melodic) E---/A---/E---/B---/ /E---/B---/

//

If I looked all over the world and there's every type of girl But your empty eyes seem to pass me by Leave me dancin' with myself T:

Oh, dancin' with myself, oh oh dancin' with myself If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance If I had the chance I'd ask the world to dance E---/A---/E---/B---/

/

//

B:

Oh Oh Ah Oh (Ad lib melodic)

E:

Oh, dancin' with myself, oh oh dancin' with myself (repeat as needed) E - - - / A - - - / E - - - / A - - - // © 1981 Chrysalis Records:: on his "Don't Stop - EP"

DARKNESS ON THE EDGE OF TOWN Bruce Springsteen

Well they're still racing out at the Trestles But that blood it never burned in her veins Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview And a style she's trying to maintain G - - - / C - - - / x2 / x2 / x2 // C:

Well if she wants to see me You can tell her that I'm easily found Tell her there's a spot out `neath Abram's Bridge Tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town There's a darkness on the edge of town [1 & 2]

[3]

G - C - / G - Em - / x2 / x2 // x2 / x2 / x2 // D - - - / D - C- / D - - - / C - G - / C - - - // `

Everybody's got a secret Sonny Something that they just can't face Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it They carry it with them every step that they take

C:

Till some day they just cut it loose Cut it loose or let it drag `em down Where no one asks any questions, or looks too long in your face In the darkness on the edge of town In the darkness on the edge of town

B:

( G - C - / Em - C - / x2 //) Some folks are born into a good life Other folks get it anyway anyhow I lost my money and I lost my wife Them things don't seem to matter much to me now

C:

Tonight I'll be on that hill `cause I can't stop I'll be on that hill with everything I got Lives on the line where dreams are found and lost I'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost For wanting things that can only be found In the darkness on the edge of town In the darkness on the edge of town © 1978 Columbia Records:: on his “Darkness on the Edge of Town”

DAY BY DAY Godspell (Stephan Schwartz)

Day by day, day by day Oh, dear Lord, three things I pray To see thee more clearly, love thee more dearly Follow thee more nearly, day by day Cmaj7 - - - / Dm7 - - - / x2 / Fmaj7 - - - / Em - - - / Dmaj7 - - - / Bm - - - / E - - - / x2 / Am - - - / D - - - / Gmaj7 - - - / // Day by day, day by day Oh, dear Lord, three things I pray To see thee more clearly, love thee more dearly Follow thee more nearly, day by day

/

(Day by day) (Oh --- three things I pray) (Day by day, day by day) (Day by day, day by day)

© 1971 Range Road Music Inc., Quartet Music Inc., and New Cadenza Music Corp., All rights reserved by Herald Square Music Inc.:: From his musical "Godspell" - words are adapted only slightly from a much older song by St. Richard of Chichester (1197-1253), on Percy Faith "Day by Day", 5th Dimension "Living Together", and Andy Williams "Alone Again"

DEAR PRUDENCE The Beatles

I:

b

D - - - / D/C - - - / D/B - - - / D/B - - - / b D/A - - - / D/C - - - / D/B - - - / D/B - - - / x4 / x4 / x4 / D/A - - - / D/C - - - / C - - - / G - - - // Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue it's beautiful, and so are you Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play? Dear Prudence, open up your eyes Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies The wind is low, the birds will sing That you are part of everything Dear Prudence won't you open up you eyes?

B:

Look around round (round round round round round round ...) Look around round round (round round round round round round) Look around... b

D - - - / G/D - - - / A/D - - - / G/D - - - / x2 / x2 / F - A - / G - - - // Dear Prudence, let me see you smile Dear Prudence, like a little child The clouds will be a daisy chain So let me see you smile again Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile? Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue it's beautiful, and so are you Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play? T:

D - - - / G/D - - - / A/D - - - / G/D - - - / D - - - // © 1968 Parlophone Records:: on their "White Album"

DESPERADO The Eagles

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one, I know that you got your reasons, These things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow G - G7 - / C - Cm - / G - Em7 - / A7 - D7 - / [1 & 2]

G - G7 - / C - Cm - / G - Em7 - / A7 - D7 - / G - D - // C:

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy, She'll beat you if she's able, You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table But you only want the ones you can't get Em - Bm - / C - G - / Em7 - C - / G - D - / [1]

Em - Bm - / C - G - / Em - A7 - / Am7 - D D7 // Desperado, oh you ain't gettin' no younger, Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home And freedom- freedom, well that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone C:

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time? The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine It's hard to tell the night time from the day You're losin' all your highs and lows Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away [2]

A7 - - - / Am - D D7 // Desperado, why don't you come to your senses Come down from your fences, open the gate It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you You better let somebody love you (let somebody love you) You better let somebody love you before it's too late [3]

G > Em7 - / G > Am - / G > Em7 - / D - - - // (play instrumental verse) © 1976 Asylum Records:: on their “Greatest Hits”

DIAMONDS AND RUST Joan Baez

I:

( Em - - - /

/ B7 - - - /

/ x2 / x2 / Em - - - /

/ x2 //)

Capo 1st Fret

Well I'll be damned, here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full and you happen to call Em - - - /

/C---/

/G---/

/D---/

/ Em - - - /

//

And here I sit hand on the telephone Hearing a voice I'd known A couple of light years ago heading straight for a fall As I remember your eyes were bluer than robin's eggs My poetry was lousy you said Where are you calling from, a booth in the Midwest Ten years ago I bought you some cuff links You bought me something We both know what memories bring, they bring diamonds and rust I:

(Intro) Well you burst on the scene already a legend The unwashed phenomenon The original vagabond you strayed into my heart And there you stayed, temporarily lost at sea The Madonna was yours for free Yes the girl on the half shell -- would keep you unharmed

B:

Now I see you standing with brown leaves falling all around and snow in your hair Now your smiling out the window of that crummy hotel room over Washington Square Our breath comes out white clouds mingles and hangs in the air Speaking strictly for me we both could have died then and there B7 - - - / / Am7 - - - / / x4 / C - - - / / G - - - / / F - - - / / G - - - / // ( B7 - - - / / x2 / x2 / Em - - - / / x2 //) Now your telling me your not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You were so good with words and with keeping things vague 'Cause I need some of that vagueness now it's all come back too clearly Yes I loved you so dearly And if your offering me diamonds and rust, I've already paid

DIRTY WORK Steely Dan

I:

b

C - - - / F - - - / Am - - - / B > C - // Times are hard you're afraid to pay the fee So you find yourself somebody who can do the job for free When you need a bit of lovin' cause your man is out of town That's the time you get me runnin' and you know I'll be around b

Am - - - / Dm7 - - - / G - - - / C - - / F- - - / B - - - / C - -- / G - - - / b Am - - - / Dm7 - - - / G - - - / C - - - / F - - - / B - - - / C - - - / Dm - - - // C:

I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah I don't wanna do your dirty work no more I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah b

C - - - / Cmaj7 - - - / Am - - - / B - B C / x4 / x4 / Light the candle put the lock upon the door You have sent the maid home early like a thousand times before Like the castle in its corner in a medieval game I foresee terrible trouble and I stay here just the same C:

I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah I don't wanna do your dirty work no more I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah

B:

( Am - - - / C - - - / x2 / Am - - - / B - - - / C - - - / Gm - - - //)

C:

I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah I don't wanna do your dirty work no more I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah

C:

I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah I don't wanna do your dirty work no more I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah

b

© 1972 ABC Records:: on their “Can=t Buy A Thrill”

Capo 4th Fret "

DIXIE CHICKEN Little Feat

V-a:

I've seen the bright lights of Memphis, and the Commodore Hotel And underneath the streetlamp, I met a southern belle A-/

V-b:

/

/

/ E A / A C //

Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell And in that southern moonlight, she sang a song so well D-/A-/

C:

/E-/

/E-/

/

/

/ A C //

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland A-/

/

/E-/

/

/ AE A /

//

V-a:

Well we made all the hotspots, my money flowed like wine And then that low-down southern whiskey, began to fog my mind

V-b:

And I don't remember church bells, or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk, of the house at the edge of town

V-b:

Oh but boy do I remember, the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she'd call my name

C:

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland

V-a:

Well it's been a year since you ran away, yes that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along, she's always handy with a song

V-b:

And then one night in the lobby, yeah, of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender, who said he knew her well

V-b:

And as he handed me a drink, he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar, began to sing along

C:

If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland, down in Dixieland

© 1973 Warner Brothers:: on their “Dixie Chickens”

DO THEY KNOW IT'S CHRISTMAS Band Aid (Goldef/Ure)

V1:

It's Christmas time, there's no need to be afraid At Christmas it's time we let in light and we banish hate And in our world of plenty, we can spread a smile of joy Put your arms around the world at Christmas time F - - - / G - - - / C - - - / / x4 / [1 & 3] F - - - / G - - - / C - - - / F - - - / Dm - - - / G - - - / C - - - / //

V2:

But say a prayer, to pray for the other ones At Christmas time it's hard, but when you’re having fun There's a world outside your window, And it's a world of dreaded fear Where the only water flowing is the bitter stream of tears And the Christmas bells that ring it, Are the clanging chimes of tears Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you [2]

F - - - / Dm - - - / G - - - / C - - - / F - - - / Dm - - - / G - - - / C - - - / //

V3:

And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmas time The greatest gift they'll get this year is life Well nothing ever grows, no rain or rivers flow Do they know it's Christmas time at all?

B:

Here's to you, crazy plans for everyone Here's to them, underneath the burning sun Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Am - - - / G - - - / x2 / F - - - / G - - - //

T:

Feed the world, feed the world Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time Feed the world, let them know it's Christmas time C - - - / F - C - / / Dm - - - // © 1984 Band Aid Trust:: written to benefit the starving in third world nations

DOCK OF THE BAY Otis Redding and Steve Cropper

Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watchin' the ships roll in And I watch 'em roll away again G - - - / B - - - / C - > - / A - - - / x4 // C:

Sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time G - - - / E - - - / x2 / G - - - / A - - - / G - - - / E - - - // I left my home in Georgia Headed for the Frisco Bay I have nothin' to live for Look like nothin's gonna come my way

C:

Sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time

B:

Looks like nothin's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same G - D - / C - - - / x2 / x2 / F - - - /

/D---/

//

Sittin' here restin' my bones Wish this loneliness would leave me alone For 2,000 miles I roam Just to make this dock my home C:

Sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time © 1968, 1975 East/Memphis Music, Time Music:: Recorded by Otis Redding and by Bob Gibson, Huston Ives "Cisco", also recorded by Glen Campbell

DON'T THINK TWICE Bob Dylan

(Capo 2nd Fret) I:

( D - - - / A - - - / Bm - ? - / G - - - / D - - - / A - - - / D - - - /

//)

Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don’t know by now It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It will never do somehow When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window, and I'll be gone You’re the reason I'm a traveling on But, don't think twice, it's alright D - - - / A - - - / Bm - - - / - - - ? / G - - - / / D - - - / A - - - / D - - - / A - - - / Bm - - - / / E - - - / / A - - - / / D - - - / / D7 - - - / / G - - - / / E - - - / / D - - - / A - - - / Bm - - - / G - - - / D - - - / A - - - / D - - - / // B:

( D - - - / A - - - / Bm - - - / - - - ? / G - - - /

/D---/

/

And it ain't no use turning on your light, babe The one I never know'd And it ain't no use turning on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road But I wish there was something you could do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay But we never did too much talking anyway Don't think twice, it's alright So, it ain't no use in calling our my name, gal Like you never done before And, it ain't no use in calling our my name, gal I can't hear you anymore I'm a thinking and a wondering, walking down the road I once loved a women, a child I am told I gave her my heart, but she wanted my soul Don't think twice, it's alright So long, honey babe Where I'm bound I can't tell And goodbye is too good a word babe So, I'll just say fare thee well Now I ain't saying you treated me unkind You could have done better, but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice, it's alright © Columbia Records:: on his "Greatest Hits Vol. II"

/

//)

DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT Talking Heads (David Byrne)

I see the clouds that move across the sky I see the wind that moves the clouds away It moves the clouds over by the building I pick the building that I want to live in I smell the pine trees and the peaches in the woods I see the pine cones that fall by the highway That's the highway that goes to the building That's the building that I'm going to live in (It's over there, it's over there) C - - - / A - - - / x2 / G - - - / Dm - C - / x2 / (2x) C - - - / F - G - // C:

My building has every convenience It's going to make life easy for me It's going to be easy to get things done I will relax, along with my loved ones... Loved one, loved ones, visit the building Take the highway, park, and come up and see me I'll be working, working, but if you come visit, I'll put down what I'm doing, my friends are important Don't worry about me...don't you worry about me D - - - G - - - (4x) / E - - - D - - - (4x) / F - G - / D D Dmaj7 Dmaj6 D D / x2 / x2 / F - G - / D - - - // I see the states across this big nation I see the laws made in Washington D.C. I think of the ones I consider my favorites I think of the people that are working for me Some civil servants are just like my loved ones They work so hard, and they try to be strong I'm a lucky guy to live in my building They all need buildings to help them along (It's over there, over there)

C:

My building has every convenience It's going to make life easy for me It's going to be easy to get things done I will relax, along with my loved ones... Loved one, loved ones, visit the building Take the highway, park, and come up and see me I'll be working, working, but if you come visit, I'll put down what I'm doing, my friends are important Don't worry about me...don't you worry about me © 1977 Sire Records:: on their "Talking Heads '77"

DOWN BY THE RIVER Neil Young

Be on my side, I'll be on your side There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride Em - - - / / A - - - / / (4x) ( C - - - / / Bm - - - / //) C:

She could drag me over the rainbow Send me away... Down by the river, I shot my lady Down by the river, dead, Ooo, shot her dead C - - - / / Bm - - - / / C - - - / / Bm - - - / D - - - / G - - - / D - - - / - - A - / - - - - / (3x) Em - - - / / A - - - / // (Long solo) You take my hand, I'll take your hand Together we may get away This much madness is too much sorrow It's impossible to make it today

C:

She could drag me over the rainbow Send me away... Down by the river, I shot my lady Down by the river, dead, Ooo, shot her dead (Short solo) Be on my side, I'll be on your side There is no reason for you to hide It's so hard for me staying here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride

C:

She could drag me over the rainbow Send me away... Down by the river, I shot my lady Down by the river, dead, Ooo, shot her dead © 1969 Reprise Records:: on his “Everyone Knows This is Nowhere@ and his "Decade”

DOWN ON THE CORNER Creedence Clearwater Revival

Early in the evenin', just about supper time Over by the courthouse, they're starting to unwind Four kids on the corner, trying to bring you up Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp C---/ C:

/ G - - - / C - - - / x4 / F - - - /

/C---/

/C---/

Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet. F - - / C - - - / G - - - / C - - - / x4 // Rooster hits the washboard, and people just gotta smile Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for awhile Poor-boy twangs the rhythm out on his Kalamazoo And Willy goes into a dance and doubles on Kazoo

C:

Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet. (Solo on verse)

C:

Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet. You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you got a nickel won't you lay your money down Over on the corner, there's a happy noise People come from all around to watch the magic boy

C:

Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

C:

Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

C:

Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Bring a nickel, tap your feet. © 1969, 1976 Fantasy Records:: on their “Bayou Country@ and Chronicles”

/ G - - - / C - -- //

DOWN TO ZERO Joan Armatrading

( F#m - - / E - - / A - - / / F#m - - / E - - / A - - / A - D //) V1:

Oh, the feeling, when you you're reeling, You step lightly thinking you number one. Down to zero, with a word, leaving, for another one. Now you walk with your feet back on the ground, Down to the ground, down to the ground. A - - / A - D / x2 / E - - / / / / (2x) [1]

F#m - - / E - - / A - - / / F#m - - / E - - / D - - / / / E - - / A - - / A - D // V2:

Brand new dandy, first class scene stealer, Walks through the crowd and takes your man. Sends you rushing to the mirror, brush your eyebrows and say There's more beauty in you than any one. Oh, remember who walked the warm sands besides you, Moored to your heel, let the waves come rushing in. She'll take the worry from your head, but then again, She'll put trouble in your heart instead. Then you'll fall, down to the ground, down to the ground. [2]

F#m - - / E - - / A - - / / x4 / F#m - - / E - - / D - - / / D - - / / / / / E - - / A - - / / F#m - - / E - - / A - - / //

C:

You'll know heartache, still more crying, When you're thinking of your mother’s only son. Take to your bed, you say there's peace in sleep, But you dream of love instead. Oh, the heartache you'll find. Can bring more pain than a blistering sun. But, oh when you fall, oh when you fall, fall at my door. E - - / / / / F#m - - / C#m - A / E - - / / (2x) F#m - - / E - - / A - - / / F#m - - / C#m - A / E - - / / F#m - - / E - - / A - - / / F#m - - / E - - / A - - / D - - / / / E - - / A - - // intro

V1:

Oh, the feeling, when you you're reeling, You step lightly thinking you number one. Down to zero, with a word, leaving, for another one. Now you walk with your feet back on the ground, Down to the ground, down to the ground.

C:

You'll know heartache, still more crying, When you're thinking of your mother’s only son. Take to your bed, you say there's peace in sleep, But you dream of love instead. But, oh when you fall, oh when you fall, fall at my door. © 1976 A&M Records:: on her "Joan Armatrading"

DREAMS Fleetwood Mac (Stevie Nicks)

Now here you go again You say you want your freedom Well who am I to keep you down It's only right that you should Play the way you feel it But listen carefully to the sound Of your loneliness Like a heartbeat... drives you mad... In the stillness of remembering what you had... And what you lost... And what you had... And what you lost F - - - / G - - - // (repeat through entire song ** except bridge) C:

Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing Say...women...they will come and go When the rain washes you clean... you'll know

B:

(F---/G---/

/ F - - - / Am - - - / G - - - /

/ F - - - //)

Now here I go again, I see the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me Who wants to wrap around your dreams and... Have you any dreams you'd like to sell? Dreams of loneliness... Like a heartbeat... drives you mad... In the stillness of remembering what you had... And what you lost... And what you had... And what you lost C:

Thunder only happens when it's raining Players only love you when they're playing Say...women...they will come and go When the rain washes you clean... you'll know © 1977 Warner Brothers Records:: on their "Rumours"

DRIFT AWAY Williams

I:

(G---/

/

/

"

/ x4 //)

Day after day I'm more confused I look for the light in the pouring rain You know that's a game that I hate to lose I'm feeling the pain, ain't it a shame C---/ C:

/G---/

/ x4 / x4 / Am - - - /

/C---/

//

Give me the beat boys, to soothe my soul I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll And drift away... Give me the beat boys, to soothe my soul I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll And drift away... G---/

/D---/

/C---/

/ x6 // ( G - - - /

//)

Beginning to think that I'm wasting time Don't understand the things that I do 'Cause the world outside looks so unkind Now I'm counting on you, to carry me through C:

Give me the beat boys, to soothe my soul I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll And drift away... Give me the beat boys, to soothe my soul I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll And drift away...

B:

When my mind is free, you know a melody can move me When I'm feeling blue, the guitar comin' through to soothe me Am - - - /

/C---/

/G---/

/ Am - - - /

/C---/

And thanks for the joy that you've given me I want you to know that I believe in your song The rhythm, the rhyme, and harmony You helped me along, makin' me strong C:

Give me the beat boys, to soothe my soul I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll And drift away... Give me the beat boys, to soothe my soul I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll And drift away... © Almo Music Corp. on Rod Stewart "Atlantic Crossing"

/D---/

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DRIVING HOME Cheryl Wheeler

Capo 3rd Fret I:

( Em7 G / D - - - / - - Em7 G / x2 / x2 / D - - - / - - A D / G - - - / / D - - - / - - G - / D - - - / - - A D // ) I was drivin' home by the river side Richard Thompson on and the day so fine Pennsylvania towns sort of slip right by In a soft line south, under purple skies G - - - / - - A D / x2 / x2 / x2 / x2 / G - - - / - - A - / {1}

{2}

Em - - - / A - - - / G - - - / D - - - / D - A D // D - - - // I was drivin' home through the Sunday bells Through the trailer towns, through the rolling hills From behind some cloud the sun still shines And the streams run down the mountain sides C: Slow down, what's the hurry There's no rush today There won't be too many Days like today [1]

A - G - / D - - - / x2 / x2 / Em - - - / A - - - / A - Em7 G // ( / D - - - / - - Em7 G / x2 / x2 / D - - - / - - A D // ) I was driving' home on the black top tar Up and down this road, like a cartoon car Mason Dixon line slips behind me now Golden fields go by, golden sun goes down C: Slow down, what's the hurry There's no rush today There won't be too many Days like today [2]

A - - D // T: Drivin' home, drivin' home G - - - / - - A D / x2 / x2 / G - - - / - - Em7 G // ( D - - - / - - Em7 G / x2 / x2 / D - - - / // ) © 1993 Rounder Records:: on her "Drivin' Home"

DRUG STORE TRUCK DRIVIN' MAN Joan Baez

C:

He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer comes rolling around We'll be lucky to get out of town C--/-->/G--/ / / /C--/ / C7 - - / / F - - / / G - - / / C - - / // He's been like a father to me He's like the only DJ you can hear after three And I'm an all night singer in a country band And if he don't like me, he don't understand C--/-->/G--/ / / /C--/ / C7 - - / / F - - / / G - - / / - - > / C - - //

C:

He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer comes rolling around We'll be lucky to get out of town He's got him a house on the hill And he can play country records till you've had your fill He's a lawman’s' friend, he's an all night DJ Sure don't think much like the records he plays

C:

He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer comes rolling around We'll be lucky to get out of town He don't like resistance I know And he said it last night on a big TV show And he's got him a medal he won in the war It weighs five hundred pounds and it sleeps by the door

C:

He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer comes rolling around We'll be lucky to get out of town © 1970 Atlantic Records:: on movie soundtrack "Woodstock"

DUST IN THE WIND Kansas

I:

( C9 - - - / C - - - / Cmaj7 - - - / C - - - / Asus4 - - - / Am - - - / Asus2 - - - / Am - - - //) (2x) I close my eyes, Only for a moment and the moment's gone All my dreams, Pass before my eyes, that curiosity C - - - / G/B - - - / Am - - - / / G - - - / Dm7 - - - / Am - - - / - - - G/B // (2x)

C:

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind [1]

D/F# - - - / G - - - / Am - - - / Am/G - - - / D/F# - - - / G - - - / Am - - - / - - - G/B // Same old song, Just a drop of water in an endless sea All we do, Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see C:

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind [2]

Am - - - / Am/G - - - / / D/F# - - - / / F - - - / // (Solo over intro changes) Don't hang on, Nothing last forever but the earth and sky It slips away, And all your money won't another minute buy C:

Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind

EIGHT DAYS A WEEK The Beatles (Lennon-McCartney)

V1:

Ooo, I need your love babe Guess you know it's true Hope you need my love babe Just like I need you D - - - / E - - - / G - - - / D - - - / x4 //

C:

Hold me, love me Hold me, love me I ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week Bm - - - / E - - - / x2 / D - - - / E - - - / G - - - / D - - - //

V2:

Love you every day girl Always on my mind One thing I can say girl Love you all the time

C:

Hold me, love me Hold me, love me I ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week

B:

Eight days a week, I love you Eight days a week, is not enough to show I care E---/

/ Bm - - - /

/E---/

/ G - - - / A - - - //

V1:

Ooo, I need your love babe Guess you know it's true Hope you need my love babe Just like I need you

C:

Hold me, love me Hold me, love me I ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week

B:

Eight days a week, I love you Eight days a week, is not enough to show I care

V2:

Love you every day girl Always on my mind One thing I can say girl Love you all the time

C:

Hold me, love me Hold me, love me I ain't got nothing but love babe Eight days a week

T:

Eight days a week Eight days a week G - - - / D - - - / x2 / ( D - - - / E - - - / G - - - / D - - - //) © 1964 EMI Records:: on their "Hard Days Night"

ELEANOR RIGBY The Beatles (Lennon-McCartney)

I:

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people C---/

/ Em - - - /

/ x4 //

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church Where a wedding has been - lives in a dream Waits at the window wearing the face that she keeps In a jar by the door - who is it for? Em - - - / C:

/

/ C - - - / - - Em - / x5 //

All the lonely people, where do they all come from All the lonely people, where do they all belong Em7 - - - / Em6 - - - / C - - - / Em - - - / x4 // Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon That no one will hear - no one comes near Look at him working, darning his socks in the night When there's nobody there - what does he care?

C:

All the lonely people, where do they all come from All the lonely people, where do they all belong

I:

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried Along with her name - nobody came Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands As he walks from the grave - no one was saved

C:

All the lonely people, where do they all come from All the lonely people, where do they all belong © 1966 EMI Records:: on their "Revolver" and "1962-66", on Tom Ware Group "Shelter from the Norm" and Richie Havens "Mixed Bag"

EVERY NIGHT Paul McCartney

I:

(E---/

/

/

//)

Every night I just want to go out, get out of my head Every day I don't' want to get up, get out of my bed Every night I want to play out And every day I want you But tonight I just want to stay and be with you - and be with you Ooo - ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo... E - - - / / / / Esus11(9) - - - / / x6 / A - - - / F#m - - - / Bm - - - / / F#m - - - / / B - - - / A - G#m F#m / E - - - / / x2 / A - - - / / B7 - - - / / E - - - / / x2 / E - - - / / A - - - / E - - - / / B7 - - - / // (intro) Every day I lean on a lamp post I'm wasting my time Every night I lay on a pillow I'm resting my mind Every morning brings a new day Every night that day is through Every night I want to stay and be with you - and be with you Ooo - ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo...

© 1970 Parlophone Records:: on his "McCartney"

EYE OF THE HURRICANE David Wilcox

I:

Tuning: (Capo 3rd Fret) C, G, C, G, C, E

( C - - - / / Fadd9 - - - / G - - - //) (x2) Tank is full, the switch is on Night is warm, the cops are gone Rocket bike is all her own It's called a Hurricane She told me once it's quite a ride It's shaped so there's this place inside If you’re moving, you can be Safe within the rain C - - - / / Am7 - - - / / Fadd9 - - - / / G - - - / // (x2)

C:

She wants to run away But there's nowhere that she can go There's nowhere the pain won't come again But she can hide Hide in the pouring rain She rides the eye of the Hurricane Fadd9 - - - / Em6 - - - / G - - - / C - - - / Fadd9 - - - / Em6 - - - / D9sus4 - - - / / Fadd9 - - - / Em6 - - - / G - - - / C - - - / Fadd9 - - - / G - - - // (Intro) Tell the truth, explain to me How you got this need for speed She laughed and said, "It might just be the next best thing to love" Hope is gone, she confessed That when you lay your dreams to rest You can get what's second best But it's hard to get enough

C:

She wants to run away But there's nowhere that she can go There's nowhere the pain won't come again But she can hide Hide in the pouring rain She rides the eye of the Hurricane

B:

We saw her ride so fast last night Racing by - a flash of light Am7 - - - / G - - - / Fadd9 - - - / / x4 / G - - - / Riding quick, the street was dark The shiny truck she thought was parked It block her path, stopped her heart But not the Hurricane She saw her chance to slip the trap There's just the room to pass in back But then it moved, closed the gap She never felt the pain

C:

(Chorus) © 1989 A&M Records: on his "How Did You Find Me Here"

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EYES OF THE WORLD Hunter-Garcia (Grateful Dead)

( Emaj7 - Emaj7Emaj6 Emaj7 / V1:

/ Bm - - - / A - - - // (2x)

Right outside this lazy summer home, You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no Right outside the lazy gate, of winter's summer home, Wonderin' where the nuthatch winters Winged a mile long, just carried the bird away. Emaj7 - - - / A - - - / Emaj7 - - - / Bm - A - / x4 / A - - - / C#m - - - / B - - - / x3 / D - - - / A - - - / E - - - / x2 / A - C - //

C:

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings, But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenings and songs of it's own G - - - / C - - - / x2 / x2 / G - - - / C - - C# / D - - - / C - - - / G - - - / C - - - / x2 / D - - - / Bm - A - // intro

V2:

There come a redeemer and he slowly too fades away, And there follows his wagon behind him loaded with clay And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of day Emaj7 - - - / A - - - / Emaj7 - - - / Bm - A - / x4 / A - - - / C#m - - - / B - - - / A - - - / E - - - / x2 / A - C - //

C:

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings, But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenings and songs of it's own

V2:

Sometimes we live in no particular way of our own, And sometimes we visit your country and live in your home Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone, Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own

C:

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world But the heart has it's beaches, it's homeland and thoughts of it's own Wake now discover that you are the song that the morning brings, But the heart has it's seasons, it's evenings and songs of it's own © 1973 Grateful Dead Records:: on their "Wake of the Flood"

FAITH George Michael

Well I guess it would be nice If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has got a body like you But I've got to think twice Before I give my heart away And I know all the games you play Because I play them too B---/ B:

/

/E---/

/B---/

// (2x)

Oh, but I Need some time off from that emotion Time to pick my heart up off the floor And when that love comes down Without devotion Well it takes a strong man baby But I'm showing you the door E---/ E---/

C:

/

/ B - - - / / x4 / b b / B B m A m - / - - - - / C#m - - - /

/ F# - - - /

'Cause I gotta have faith ...I gotta have faith 'Cause I gotta have faith ...I gotta have faith B---/

/

/

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Baby I know you're asking me to stay Say, please, please, please, don't go away You say I'm giving you the blues Maybe You mean every word you say Can't help but think of yesterday And another who tied me down to loverboy rules B:

Before this river Becomes an ocean Before you throw my heart back on the floor Oh, baby I reconsider My foolish notion Well I need someone to hold me But I'll wait for something more

C:

Yes I gotta have faith ...I gotta have faith Yes I gotta have faith ...I gotta have faith © 1987 CBS Records:: on his "Faith"

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FATHER AND SON Cat Stevens

( G - - C / - - - / x2 //) It's not time to make a change, Just sit down and take it easy You're still young, that's your fault There's so much you have to know Find a girl, settle down, If you want you can marry Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy

[1]

G - - - / D - - - / C - > - / Am - - - / G - - - / Em - - - / Am - - - / D - - - // (2x) I was once like you are now And I know that it's not easy To be calm when you found something going on But take your time, think a lot Why think of everything you've got For you will still be here tomorrow, But your dreams may not

[2]

D - / G - - C / - - - - / x2 // How can I try to explain When I do he turns away again It's always been the same, the same old story From the moment I could talk, I was ordered to listen Now there's a way, and I know That I have to go away, I know I have to go

[3]

D - G - / - - - - / D - - - / C - / G - - C / - - - / x2 // (Solo) It's not time to make a change, Just sit down and take it slowly You're still young, that's your fault There's so much you have to know Find a girl, settle down, If you want you can marry Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy

(Away, away,) (Away,) (I know) (I have to make this decision)

All the times that I have cried Keeping all the things I knew inside It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it If they were right, I'd agree But it's them they know, not me There's a way, I know I have to go away, I know have to go

(Stay, stay,) (Stay,) (Why must you go and make this) (Decision) (Alone?)

© 1970 A&M Records:: on his "Tea for the Tillerman"

(Alone) (No...)

FEEL LIKE I’M FIXIN’ TO DIE RAG Joe Fish

Well come on all you big strong men Uncle Sam needs your helping hand Got himself in a terrible jam Way down yonder in Vietnam Put down your books and pick up a gun We're gonna have a whole lotta fun D7 - - - / G - - - / x2 / E7 - A7 - / D7 - G - // C:

And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam And it's five, six, seven, open up the Pearly Gates Well there ain't no time to wonder why, whoopie we're all gonna die D/E D/F D/F# - / G - - - / x2 / x2 / E7 - A7 - / D7 - G - // Now come on Wall Street don't be slow Well man this war is a go-go There is plenty of money to be made Supplying the army with the tools of the trade Just hope and pray they drop the bomb Drop it on Vietnam

C:

And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam And it's five, six, seven, open up the Pearly Gates Well there ain't no time to wonder why, whoopie we're all gonna die Well come on Generals let's move fast Your big chance is here at last Now you can go out and get those Reds Because the only good Commie is one that's dead And you know peace can only be won When they blow 'em all to Kingdom Come

C:

And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam And it's five, six, seven, open up the Pearly Gates Well there ain't no time to wonder why, whoopie we're all gonna die Now come on mothers through out the land Pack your boys off to Vietnam Come on fathers don't hesitate Send your sons off before it's too late Be the first one on your block To have your boy come home in a box

C:

And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn, next stop is Vietnam And it's five, six, seven, open up the Pearly Gates Well there ain't no time to wonder why, whoopie we're all gonna die © 1970 Atlantic Records:: on the movie soundtrack "Woodstock"

FEELIN' GROOVY (THE FIFTY-NINTH STREET BRIDGE SONG) Simon And Garfunkel

Capo 3rd Fret Slow down, you move too fast You got to make the morning last Just kickin' down the cobble stones Lookin' for fun and feelin' groovy – feelin’ groovy C - - - / G/B - - - / Am - - - / G - - - // (as needed) Hello lamppost, what cha knowin' I've come to watch your flowers growing Ain't ya got no rhymes for me? Dootin' doo doo, feeling groovy – feelin’ groovy Got no deeds to do, no promises to keep I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep Let the morning time drop all its petals on me Life, I love you - All is groovy - feeling groovy

© 1965 Columbia Records:: on their “Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme”

FIRE AND RAIN James Taylor

Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song I just can't remember who to send it to b

C - - - / B maj7 - - - / F - - - / C - - - / C:

/G---/F---/

// (2x)

I've seen fire and I've seen rain I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend But I always thought I'd see you again F - F/E - / Dm - G - / Cadd9 - - - / / x4 / x4 / F - F/E - / Dm - - - / Cadd9 - - - / // Won't you look down upon me, Jesus, you've got to help me make a stand You've just got to see me through another day My body's aching and my time is at hand And I just won't make it any other way

C:

I've seen fire and I've seen rain I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend But I always thought I'd see you again Now I'm walking my mind to an easy time, my back turned towards the sun Lord knows when the cold wind blows, it'll turn your head around There's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground

C:

I've seen fire and I've seen rain I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend But I always thought I'd see you again © 1969, 1970 Blackwood Music & Country Road Music:: on his "Sweet Baby James" and "Greatest Hits", on John Denver "Poems, Prayers and Promises", on Cher "Gypsy Tramps", and recorded by Richie Havens.

FLY LIKE AN EAGLE Steve Miller

R:

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future Am - - - / / / // (2x)

C:

I wanna fly like an eagle - to the sea Fly like an eagle - let my spirit carry me I wanna fly like an eagle - 'til I'm free Oh, 'til the revolution Am - - - / D - - - / F - - - / Am - - - // (4x)

V:

Feed the babies, who don't have enough to eat Shoe the children, with no shoes on their feet You oughta house the people, that's livin' out in the street I know there's a solution Am - - - / / / / (3x) Am - - - / D - - - / F - - - / Am - - - //

C:

I wanna fly like an eagle - to the sea Fly like an eagle - let my spirit carry me I wanna fly like an eagle - 'til I'm free Oh, 'til the revolution

R:

Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future

C:

I wanna fly like an eagle - to the sea Fly like an eagle - let my spirit carry me I wanna fly like an eagle - 'til I'm free Oh, 'til the revolution

B:

Fly like an eagle, won't you fly Fly like an eagle, won't you fly Fly like an eagle, won't you fly Fly like an eagle, won't you fly

V:

Feed the babies, who don't have enough to eat Shoe the children, with no shoes on their feet You oughta house the people, that's livin' out in the street I know there's a solution

C:

I wanna fly like an eagle - to the sea Fly like an eagle - let my spirit carry me I wanna fly like an eagle - 'til I'm free Oh, 'til the revolution

T:

I wanna fly, fly, fly, fly © 1976 Sailor Music: on his "Fly Like an Eagle" and on The Neville Brothers "Family Groove Retrospective/Best of..."

THE FOOL ON THE HILL The Beatles (John Lennon & Paul McCartney)

V:

Day after day, alone on a hill The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still But nobody wants to know him, they can see that he's just a fool And he never gives an answer D - - - / / G - - - / / x4 / Em - - - / A - - - / D - - - / Bm - - - / Em - - - / A - - - //

C:

But the fool on the hill, sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round Dm - - - /

/ Gm - - - /

/ C7 - - - /

/ Dm - - - /

/D---/

//

V:

Well on the way, head in a cloud The man of thousand voices talking perfectly loud But nobody ever hears him, or the sound he appears to make And he never seems to notice

C:

But the fool on the hill, sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round

V:

(Solo - first part of verse) And nobody seems to like him, they can tell what he wants to do And he never shows his feelings.

C:

But the fool on the hill, sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round

V:

(Solo - first part of verse) He never listens to them, he knows that they're fools They don't like him

C:

But the fool on the hill, sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round

V:

(Solo - first part of verse then fade) © 1967 EMI Records Ltd.:: on their “Magical Mystery Tour”

FOOLS IN LOVE Joe Jackson

Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers? Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? Em - - - / G - - - / C - - - / A - - - / Em - - - / G - - - / C - - - / A - - G // (2x) C:

Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Love your lady, love you lady Love your lady, love... Em - - - / G - - - / C - - - / C - D - / x4 / Em - D - / / / Em - - - // Fools in love, are there any creature more pathetic? Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game

C:

Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Love your lady, love you lady Love your lady, love...

R:

Fools in love they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know, I should know Because this fool’s in love again (follow melody)

C - - - / D - - - / x2 / C - - - / D - G - / C (Em) - - - / - - - // Fools in love, gently hold each others hands forever Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb C:

Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady Love your lady, love you lady Love your lady, love...

R:

Fools in love they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know, I should know Because this fool’s in love again © 1979 A&M Records:: on his "Look Sharp"

FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH Buffalo Springfield (Stephen Stills)

There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I've got to beware E - - - / A - G - // (4x) C:

I think it's time we, stop children What's that sound? Everybody look what's going down. E - D - / A - C - // ( E - - - / A - G - / x2 //) //) There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong There's young people speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind

C:

Stop, hey What's that sound? Everybody look what's going down. What a field day for the heat A thousand people in the street Singin' songs and they're carrying signs Mostly say, “hooray for our side”

C:

Stop, hey What's that sound? Everybody look what's going down. Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It stops when you're always afraid Step out of line, the men come and take you away

C:

You better, stop, hey What's that sound? Everybody look what's going down. (Repeat chorus 4x) © 1969 Atlantic Records: on their "Retrospective/Best of..."

4 + 20 Crosby, Stills and Nash (Stephen Stills)

Four and twenty years ago I came into this life The song of a women and a man who lived in strife He was tired of being poor And he wasn't into selling door to door And he worked like the devil took him more E - - - (8x) / G - - - / A - - - / E - - - / / x4 / x4 // ( E - - - / //) A different kind of poverty now upsets me so Night after sleepless night I walk the floor and want to know Why am I so alone Where is my women, can I bring her home? Have I driven her away, is she gone? Morning comes the sunrise And I'm driven to my bed I see that it is empty and there's devils in my head I embrace the many coloured beast I grow weary of the torment, can there be no peace And I find myself just wishing that my life would simply cease © 1970 Atlantic Records:: on their "Déjà Vu"

FREEBIRD Lynyrd Skynyrd

If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be traveling on now 'Cause there's too many places I've got to see G - - - / D/F# - - - / Em - - - / C:

/F---/C---/D---/

But if I stay here with you girl Things just wouldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you can not change And this bird you can not change And this bird you can not change Lord knows I can't change G - - - / D/F# - - - / Em - - - / / F - - - / C - - - / D - - - / F - - - / C - - - / D - - - / / x4 / x4 // (Solo on verse) Bye, bye baby it's been a sweet love Though this feelin' I can't change But please don't take it so badly 'Cause the Lord knows I'm to blame

C:

But if I stay here with you girl Things just wouldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you can not change And this bird you can not change And this bird you can not change Lord knows I can't change Lord help me I can't change additional / F - - - / C - - - / D - - - /

T:

// (2x)

//

Lord I can't change Won't you buy a freebird, ya G - - - / Bb - - - / C - - - / (Solo)

// repeat to end

/ (2x)

FREEDOM Richie Havens

Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child A long way from my home b

b

b

B m - - - (12x) / E m - - - / / B m - - - / / / / b F - - - / / F7 - - - / / B m - - - / / / // Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Freedom, freedom Sometime I feel like I'm almost gone Sometime I feel like I'm almost gone Sometime I feel like I'm almost gone A long way form my home Clap your hands, clap your hands Clap your hands, clap your hands Clap your hands, clap your hands Clap your hands, clap your hands Hey, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (ad lib) I gotta telephone in my pajama, and can call you from my heart I gotta telephone in my pajama, and I can call you from my heart When I need my Brother, Father, Mother, Sister When I need my Brother, Mother, Father, Sister Freedom... b

B m - - - / repeat to end © 1970 Atlantic Records:: on movie soundtrack "Woodstock"

FRIEND OF THE DEVIL Grateful Dead (Hunter, Garcia, Dawson)

I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds Didn't get to sleep that night 'till the morning came around G > - - / C > - - // (2x) C:

Set out running gonna take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight D - - - / Am - - - / D - - - / Am - - - / D - - - / // Ran into the devil and he loaned me twenty bills Spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills

C:

Set out running gonna take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight Ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there Took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air

C:

Set out running gonna take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight

B:

Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night First one’s named Sweet Anne Marie and she's my hearts delight Second one is prison baby, the sheriff's on my trail And if he catches up with me, you know I'll spend my life in jail D - - - / / C - - - / / D - - - / / Am - - - / C - - - / D - - - / // (Solo on verse changes)

B:

Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night First one’s named Sweet Anne Marie and she's my hearts delight Second one is prison baby, the sheriff's on my trail And if he catches up with me, you know I'll spend my life in jail Got a wife in Chino and one in Cherokee First one said says she's got my child, but it don't look like me

C:

Set out running gonna take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight I just might get some sleep tonight © 1970 Warner Brothers Records:: on their "American Beauty"

FROM A DISTANCE Julie Gold

I:

(C->-/

/ F - - - / G - - - //) (2x)

From a distance the world looks blue and green And the snow capped mountains white From a distance the ocean meets the stream And the eagle takes to flight C---/F---/G---/C---/F---/G---/C->-/ C1:

// (2x)

From a distance there is harmony And it echoes thru the land It's the voice of hope It's the voice of peace It's the voice of every man F - - - / G - - - / Am - - - / / F - - - / C/E - - - / G - - - /

/

[1 & Tag]

F - - - / C - - - / x2 / F - - - / G - - - // ( C - > - /

/ F - - - / G - - - // )

From a distance we all have enough And no one is in need There are no guns, no bombs, no diseases No hungry mouths to feed C2:

From a distance we are instruments Marching in a common band Playing songs of hope Playing songs of peace They’re the songs of every man [2]

( C - - - / //) B:

God is watching us God is watching us God is watching us, from a distance F - - - / G - - - / C - - - / Am - - - / F - - - / G - - - / C - > - / - - - // ( C - - - / C/E - - - / F - - - / G - - - / x4 / C - > - / / F - - - / G - - - //) From a distance you look like my friend Even though we are at war From a distance I can't comprehend What all this war is for

C3:

From a distance there is harmony And it echoes thru the land It's the hope of hopes It's the love of loves It's the heart of every man [3]

( Am - - - / //) T:

It's the hope of hopes It's the love of loves It's the heart of every man © Julie Gold:: on Nanci Griffith "Lone Star State of Mind" and "One Fair Summer Evening"

FROM THE ASHES Rosanne Cash

I don't have to carry this load alone Someday I'll stop crying, and it won't be long My eyes to the distance, today My hands on the wheel A - - - / F#m - - - / x2 / x2 / x2 / E - - - / Bm - - - / E - - - / D - - - // C1:

And I'm gonna rise from the ashes That's how I feel, I fell I'm gonna rise from the ashes A - - - / F#m - - - / x2 / x2 / x2 // I feel inspiration when all may be lost I claim resurrection no matter the cost My moment of waking, darlin' Is so close at hand

C2:

And I'm gonna rise from the ashes I know I can, I can I'm gonna rise from the ashes A - - - / F#m - - - / A - - - / F#m - D - / A - - - / F#m - - - / A - - - / Bm - D - //

B:

Just give me one moment Just give me one night I'll be all right You know I will, I will E - - - / D - - - / x2 / A - - - / F#m - - - / x2 // I hold onto faith inside my fear I know someone hears me when no one is near My heart is my compass My soul is my guide

C3: T:

And I'm gonna rise from the ashes Be alive, so alive I'm gonna rise from the ashes I'm gonna rise from the ashes I'm gonna rise from the ashes A - - - / F#m - - - / A - - - / F#m - D - / x4 / x4 / x4 // (repeat tag as needed) © 1990 Columbia Records:: on her "The Wheel"